… Body of sunshine with grace!
Color of morning glory is like sunset.
A lonely tree in a vast gray-
Remains thirsty in its dusty way!
… From azure sky, a sudden light-
Escape to far horizon.
A realm that red rose of past-
Now pours light like rainfall of desire!!
… Night comes, opens its bosom;
Holds life tight in his arms while passing by!
In all alleys, wind runs,
On rooftops, darkness and wind collide!
… To a silent lullaby, cities sleep!
On the roof of night, stars shine.
Slowly, slowly the moon’s wine,
Pours into the glass, clear or red!
… A cosmic sphere, a cloud of midnight,
Appears to attach moon to stars!
On an old oak tree, birds laugh and play.
Poets on this stupefying site cry!
… In the bosom of this old night-
You, the hope of hopeless,
You, with shining eyes,
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