stars twinkling
moon's hiding.
.. behind the clouds
fog and mist making the folks shivering
daylight ends
nightfall begins...
nightingale carols
a euphonious hymn

the welkin's ebony
the beaming moon
the flaring nova
casting like an ugly oldie's mein
amid countless swears

the hooting of owls
the nightingale's song
the jackal's din
breaking the reticence of the welkin
playing a musical rhythm
like a choir in orchestra
echoing till the peaks of silent valleys

the flowers withered
seeming like closed eyes of charming maiden

nightfall, a nature's magnificient law.........

by Sudipta Pathak

Comments (1)

A refined poetic imagination, Sudipta. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.