It's Quiet Poem by Veronika Bitkina

It's Quiet



It's quiet here.
An open window,
and cat is sleeping on my pillow.
Skytrain is going somewhere near.
Dark outside;
indoor bright light,
and boston fern is sleeping hanging.
In basquet oranges and mango.
Piano in a corner standing.
It's quiet here.
With sounds of night
dream worlds had came, but not there quight..

Thursday, November 16, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: night
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Gajanan Mishra 16 November 2017

dream world and open window

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