At Night 9 O'Clock Poem by Ajay Rajpurohit

At Night 9 O'Clock



At the night on 9O'clock,
I opened the window
of bedroom,
a gust of cool air flewed away
and city was shinning like a diamond,
Stars were twinkling like
a lightning,
Moon was as a bulb.

Later after 15 minutes, my mom called me for dinner.
I sat on table and,
and still imagining the view of 9O'clock's night.

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