The moon reddish color looms through horizon's fog
In the dancing mist the hazy meadow sleeps
By the green lush a reptilian creature calls his mate the frog
There where a shadowy movement stealthily creeps
Water flowers fold their petals round
In the distance tall and in close array
Yellow willows outline their shadowy forms to the ground
And towards the dark thickets the fireflies stray
The screeching owl wakes and soundlessly scouts its links
It beats the dark air with heavy wings
And heaven is filled with muffled light
Pale moon appears and spreads the splendor of the night
Rise up! Rise up!
Sloth forlorn silver moon
Send your gleams through the forest glooms
From every branch and leaf
There comes a voice beneath the bower to relief
Oh precious divine moment
The shy sleepy pond not too late behind
Joins to reflect shimmering mirrors
The silhouette of the dim willow
Where the winds calmly lament over water
Oh vast and tender universe sky
An appeasement seems to lower
From the firmament star-adorned
Let us love, let us dream
It is the hour of glamor sheen
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The silence of the night is beautifully portrayed. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. Chandan
Divine moment! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
An excellent poem... lyrical and evocative from start to finish...
A very nice poem about all the dramas taking place at night. Enjoyed thoroughly. Congrats.
Enjoyment of the night by different aspects of nature's manifestations narrated wonderfully making the poem worthy of poem of the Day. Congrats.
superbly written the silence of night //// Silence the night with the mild dark, harsh dark not on the woe, rue, foe row by row, step by step the silence immersed into the ultimate den of heart.....
An insightful piece of poetry well articulated and nicely penned with conviction. A beautiful work of art. Thanks for sharing, Nero.
Water flowers fold their petals round In the distance tall and in close array Yellow willows outline their shadowy forms to the ground And towards the dark thickets the fireflies stray. what a fine poetic description. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Congratulations, Nero, for having this poem selected as member poem of the day!