Night comes,
spreading its velvet cloak
on the world
garish colour disappears.
A starry sky
display its charm.
The rising moon sails high
over empty fields.
As silhouette of tree and shrub
dance to its tune.
Only the nocturnal know its beauty
and its kiss.
i like it. to MyPoemList. bri Good Night to you as well! ! ! :) :)
A nice poetic imagination, Noreen. You may like to read my poem, Love and. Thanks
@Noreen Carden, 'Only the nocturnal know its beauty and its kiss' - an eloquent expression of the nocturnal scene, loved the poem in its entirety. You haven't published any new poem on this site. Looking forward...
only the nocturnal..aye...and, I think, country people...nice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely and beautifully expressed poem! Kudos to the author!