The last light of the sun has long gone
To hide behind the shadow of the horizon
Inside nests sound of birds has fallen thin
Their little skirmishes were not to be seen
The tall palms swung merrily in the breeze
As dark clouds on hilltops seemed to freeze
Sparkling dot of a star hung at the edge
Of the sky as below it the hill sat like a sage
Men have reached home back from work
Lamps were lit before it would be dark
Sound of bells came floating from homes
As owls sent hoots sitting upon the tombs
Silence was going to rule over the land
With rain of meteors the sky looked grand
World would be draped in a cloak of mist
Till dawn would break again in the East
Sun has gone to hide in horizon. Sound of birds has fallen inside nest. Men have reached home back from home. Silence was ruling over land. An amazing imagery is drawn here is interesting in this poem.10
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Watching nature makes a poet write lovely poems....you are no exception....enjoyed
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