Night TimeA Poem by ShubhangiInspired by the nature... A simple description of the night.
The canvas is painted black with dazzling diamonds embedded and the orb of night spreading its
radiance. Gentle breeze blow, making the tree shadows move in a mysterious way.
Man snoring in his warm bed recharging for the next day; unaware of the nocturnal
creatures slowly opening their eyes. For them 'daytime' has just begun. Wandering here and there, they look curiously at the concrete
forest every night a new 'tree' is found
added.
As the moon slowly paces the sky man enters a different world where he can be a kid again or swim in the chocolate river, or fly in the sky or be the king of a terrain. The canvas now slowly changes its
color; gold beams break the dawn. Night lovers sneak back to their dens waiting for the
next nightfall. © 2015 ShubhangiAuthor's Note
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