Night's Coolness Poem by Rizwana Sultana

Had there be no night,
No stars, no twinkling dots in sight,
Night, though deep and dark,
Can reveal the lightning's spark.
The flying foxes that come out at night,
And fly up to such a height,
Would not at all come out,
And remain hidden and wouldn't roam about.

Though day provides the sky many a hue,
And sun changes the color to red from blue,
Night can reveal the star's prettiness,
And the moonlight's coolness.
The thin and narrow crescent,
Gleaming and glowing in the dark,
Surrounded with tiny twinkling people,
Producing their spark.

The complete still darkness,
Makes one realize what is blindness.
When would we dream of strange things,
About the old-fashioned palaces and kings,
And narrate the queer incidents,
Pleasant, funny or scary,
Whether they are of an ugly ghost,
Or a beautiful fairy?

Day is busy for everyone,
People can meet at night together,
Exchanging their memoirs and thoughts,
With family members altogether.
When would the nocturnal creatures,
Come out and roam hither and thither,
And utilize the pleasant,
Moonlit night and cool weather?