Written by: Ojeshwi Gurung - 23039, Grade XII
Posted on: 28 February, 2023
I can hear the night crash on the shore,
What a lovely evening!
Day’s gloomy mama!
It doesn't get much more beautiful and
Lively than this.
The lovely moon walks like a holy queen
In the religious ceremony in her lone condition;
Down into the calm of her heavenly path.
The night, your mission is not lonely!
But, there was a lot of beautiful togetherness,
Mostly in toil.
It’s a bright and breezy night,
The sky is alive with stars.
Over the moon, there’s a cloud, around the home,
Home on the hills, there’s a cloud.
And I can hear the wind’s voice.
