The Nature At Twilight Poem by Kavitha Krishnamurthy

A reticent bride, the sovereign of sky
Hiding behind the apparel of clouds
Concealing its pretty unblemished face
Though veiled, its presence is felt
The beauty is reflected infringing the haze
Enchanted by the pretty moon
Slowly the miasma fades away
The real beauty is now disclosed
Scattering away the milky endowment
The magical bequest fills our heart
Million spectators gather around
I too feel one among the on looking stars
United with the astounding nature
All the qualms slowly evade
So much serenity packs the place
The breeze conveys the message of peace
Completely recharged fresh hopes are born
In this gripping memorable twilight