Dead Night
Quiet and of no noise
Birds resting in the nest
Static, i wonder all around
Searching for images; immobile
All i see is the dimness of the night
Then I murmur to myself;
It is the dead of the Night
Birds resting in the nest
Static, i wonder all around
Searching for images; immobile
All i see is the dimness of the night
Then I murmur to myself;
It is the dead of the Night
The street is free of pedestrians
Absence of congestion is conspicuous
The whistles of the birds is heard no more
Silence governs the hours
All I hear is the tickling of the clock
Then I murmur to myself;
It is the dead of the Night
Absence of congestion is conspicuous
The whistles of the birds is heard no more
Silence governs the hours
All I hear is the tickling of the clock
Then I murmur to myself;
It is the dead of the Night
Brightly dark, the Night peep
The stars are at large numbers
Peacefully, the moon overlooks the city
The cloud will not weep this Night
The sun is shy to appear
Then I murmur;
It is the dead of the Night
The stars are at large numbers
Peacefully, the moon overlooks the city
The cloud will not weep this Night
The sun is shy to appear
Then I murmur;
It is the dead of the Night
I stare in blank, focus in my thought
Have let go all worries
I strain my hear ears
I can hear the interval beat of a heart
Some love the day
But I murmur to myself;
I love the dead Night
Have let go all worries
I strain my hear ears
I can hear the interval beat of a heart
Some love the day
But I murmur to myself;
I love the dead Night
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Dead Night
Reviewed by adeyemo nathaniel
on
Thursday, June 16, 2016
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