My Summer Night Poem by ramesh rai

In the oven night
when all werr gazing at stars
all were prying for a little blow of breeze
enticing the God of wind
to have a look upon the earth
and mercy upon them, my soul
was pondering for supposition of life
in the hottest zone where
earthly life does not exist
when life is the part of creation
there no creation can be complete
without existence of life.

But my summer night is entwined
with sparkling stars where moon
is glowing with truimphant style
as if conquered the night queen
from the hottest blazing sun
thus, stars cheer up over victory
of night over the day.