Sitting At The Window Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
Sitting At The Window
Sitting at the window
I enjoy the silence of the night
The cool wind blows soft
Against my face gives me much delight
The trees swing slowly
As if drunk the finest of the wine
I enjoy beauty of the moon
As it comes out of the clouds to shine
Sitting at the window
I pen down lines about the night
Its fathomless beauty that
Takes my thoughts to an amazing height
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12/2/2024 7:56:36 AM # 1.0.0
A beautiful heartening commentary on the attractiveness of a moonlit night. Top score, Anilji