Intruding to the full moon night
The serenity blocked me from moving.
The shady sky looked gorgeous
In her dark gown with moon and stars.
The sound of night seemed strange to me
But gave me the pleasure of sweet melody.
The ambience as of an untold story,
reminded me to be a floating princess..
Into the woods,I walked, putting on my hoods.
The nightingale's song was meloncholy,
which conveyed it's solitary life completely.
The river was flowing in silence ,
as if not to expose it's shyness.
The unique calmness made me realize,
Nothing can replace this, with what man buys
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