From my room
I watch as evening descends upon
The dusty street
A long journey of
The sun is going to be finished as it
Quits spilling its heat
From my room
I watch the sky spreading darkness
From the silent west
And birds rush to
Feed their nestlings and give wings
A nightlong rest
From my room
I watch the clouds reveal stars and
Moon to the weary world
A divine light
Passes across the sky turning the plains
Into a sea of gold
Reading your poem, I felt myself young and full of the excitement of being alive, safe in my own space, with the world all around to discover again.
This is a vivid image of twilight coming to the street. This is a very enjoyable work. Thank you for sharing it with us.
I am glad you enjoyed this poem and thanks so much for support.
well and spontaneous flow to draw the nature......really the imagery drawn is the strength of this poem.... as a reader as if I after a long time look to the sky and enjoy....
Sometimes all pains vanish by watching nature. It has such a great soothing effects.Thanks.
A superb description of these magical moments of twilight Good poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The view of the setting sun and the evening light falling on the dusty road and the spreading of darkness seen through your window, , , , , ! Picturesque!
My heartfelt gratitude. Your comment is very inspiring.