IN THE NIGHT
In the night I see clouds squad
Moving from eastern to western
Dancing in the northern and southern
Passing their gazes to the earth
In the night I see the moon
Moving slowly as if it is not moving
Spitting the light as it's belch
That fills our darkest world with it's venom
In the night I see the stars
Filled the sky with their quantity
Moaning in their positions
Blinking and announcing their presence
In the night I hear the songs
Of farthest sound that the birds sing
From different positions to all directions
That lullaby the soul of the world
In the night I hear the voice of silence
That chats with vigil no more
And calls for fear any more
Which gospels the name of sleeping
In the night I receive a visitor
That cannot talk but can gesture
ith no body but it's shape
And some times brings fearness
👁 6💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.