the night scripted a poem( English poem)

The night

Scripted a poem 

In moonlit dance, shadows sway,

Echoes of dreams, in whispers they play.

The breeze, a muse, in silent flight,

Carries the tale through the velvet night.

Each twinkling light, a storyteller's gleam,

Painting the sky with a celestial dream.

The world below, in slumber's embrace,

Lends its rhythm to this cosmic grace.

Time stands still in this nocturnal song,

As the night's symphony continues long.

In the silence, a symphony of peace,

Where the soul finds solace, finding release.

So let us linger in this tranquil space,

As the night unfolds its mystic embrace.

GR kaviyoor 

28 04 2024