by Kritika Bhatia
The night's approaching,
Stars are twinklng,
There's the moon,
There's the cool breeze blowing.
So much of silence,
In the city,
The sky above,
Looks so pretty.
Oh! There's the world,
At the horizon,
I can hear the breeze,
Play a violin.
Ooo...
The night's so pretty,
The night's so cool,
The night's so fantastic,
Our dream's come true.
The night is filled with,
Lots of love,
There's lots of heat,
Emitted by the stove.
The night will soon,
Pass away,
It will change soon,
To a bright, bright day.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
I love writing poetries and articles. I have made writing as a passion. I want to become a journalist in future. Some of my articles have got published in the Inbox section of Hindustan Times. I am looking forward to publishing my poetries and articles.
Last updated January 08, 2014