Nature to us thus tranquil sends.
Looking up, some clouds, few stars -
Like remnant tears and deep scars.
Daytime sun and a sun at night -
The moon imitates with all its might.
The crowd, the hustle and bustle -
A day flees with an aching muscle.
I look at those twinkling pearls,
as streaks of aurora slowly unfurls.
Handful of stars - food for my dream,
the moon shines with crescent beam.
Creatures of night roam in silence -
A feeble cat walking on a barbed fence.
It's three o'clock, clouds over moon loom,
as stars slowly fade into a dark gloom.
Prasenjit©2022
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