Dark, taciturn and frigid
Sad, the nights come and go
Sea keeping silent
And the trees falling asleep
It shouldn’t be doubted ever
As at nights nothing seems the same
Nights, Nights
I fear
The owl call, Shadows are freed
Trusts ready to be betrayed, as wolves sharpen their claws
Secrets uncovered
Those with rotten purposes plan their deeds, as others pay for their misdeeds
Nights, Nights
I fear
Nights cold and stars gleaming
Moon still, glowing radiantly
The wolves examine their fangs
Beings say final goodbye to those dear
Nights, Nights, dreadful and I fear
Darkness lurks and death lingers
Nights set us apart, makes me grief
Night, Night
I fear
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powerful and beautifully written
Thank you Linda. Really appreciate! 🙂
very well xpressed…
Thank you :). Really appreciate you stopping by, please do visit more often 🙂
Excellent piece
Nick
Thank you Antony. Really really appreciate. I’m so honored 🙂
It speaks to our primal fears, this is a universally felt poem – great work, and I love the picture you’ve chosen to use! 🙂
Thank you. Appreciate the kind words and the visit too, please do visit more often 🙂
the sense of night and impending danger well conveyed; particuliarly like the phrases, “and the trees are falling asleep” and “Shadows are freed” Write on! Leo
Oh thank you Leo. Really appreciate!
Nice piece of work here!
Thank you Nandini. You indian? Lovely name, though i don’t know the meaning :). Appreciate the visit, please do visit more often
Yes I am. Thank you! it means “good daughter”. cheers!
Good daughter! i like that 🙂
“Those with rotten purposes plan their deeds, as others pay for their misdeeds”
that is an excelent line, sums up english nights very well!!
keep up the good work!
Thank you Mr Brew. Really appreciate, please do visit more often 🙂
nice…
Thank you. Appreciate! 🙂
Interesting apporach numero uno.
Thank you. Much appreciation!
beautifully written
Thank you John. appreciate! 🙂