Nightfall
Yet another day passes.
Over hills, twilight presses.
Moon already hung up high,
Welcoming nightfall.
Yet another day passes.
Over hills, twilight presses.
Moon already hung up high,
Welcoming nightfall.
Thanks a bunch for this beautiful poem. Being an English Literature student, I really love reading poems.
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Once in a while, if you are feeling blue,
When troubles seem to keep coming along,
If you will take the time to listen to music
It can lift your spirits on the wings of a song.
It's very true. Nicely penned. Simple and clear expressions.
Irregular at every post,
Every ridge and every fold,
The contour of every coast,
There is beauty to behold.
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As I walk through the woods,
I see a stump where a tree once stood.
The once mighty oak laying down for a nap,
The sky lay vast,
Contrasted by the rolling hills.
Tumbleweeds bump against the skyline,
Long grasses dance in the wind,