Streets are deserted
As dusk turns to dark
Cold is the night
That warms the heart
Ice on the ground
That reflects a white hue
Stars up above shining for you
Trees stand tall
Their branches all bare
Streets are deserted
As dusk turns to dark
Hi Khairul, Thank you for your query. Nothing gives me greater pleasure than to sit in my warm room looking out on a cold icy night. The scenery is beautiful.: -)))
You have created such an atmospheric poem and beautifully written!
Great observation, you have portrayed nature in true sense!
you have a curios eyes to see and transfer to the mind beautiful
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Cold is the night That warms the heart Do you like cold nights?