The night sky is dark and deep, With stars that twinkle and shine, A peaceful silence that creeps, As the moon casts its light divine. The trees stand tall and proud, Their branches reaching to the sky, The crickets sing their song out loud, As fireflies dance by and by. The world is hushed, still, and serene, As the night takes hold and reigns, A time for rest, for dreams to glean, For the daylight's hustle and strains. So let us close our eyes and sleep, And let the night embrace, For tomorrow is a promise to keep, And a new day to face. ©RANJIT KUMAR night poem

night poem #Motivational

Jashan Thakur

koi kah de to bhi yakin nahi hota ki tumm aise bicchar jaaoge aaj bhii yakin nahi hotaaa #Night poem

#Night poem

Sheeshraj Meena

mail #Comedy

Chanchal's poetry

#Night #poem #nojoto_hindi #Thoughts

Bhola Sharma

Night time It's the time Where whole universe Is on dream land. A iam alone Alone, listening To my own voice Listening to my heart Just enjoying The golden gift Alone,with thunderstorms With twikling stars, Feeling the air that, Swing the leaf , And me enjoying it. The nature singing It's own song, Birds singing it's own Alone me listening To melodious voice. The world is different For a different guy The choice is yours Which world is best for you ~B.sharma ©Bhola Sharma #Night time #poem

#Night time #poem

Night time

It's the time
Where whole universe
Is on dream land.
A iam alone
Alone, listening
To my own voice
Listening to my heart
Just enjoying
The golden gift
Alone,with thunderstorms
With twikling stars,
Feeling the air that,
Swing the leaf ,
And me enjoying it.

The nature singing
It's own song,
Birds singing it's own
Alone me listening
To melodious voice.

The world is different
For a different guy
The choice is yours
Which world is best for you

~B.sharma

©Bhola Sharma #Night time
#poem

Shivam Aggarwal

Dead silent The night cries In agony That can't be described Agony that grows by the second Each vein feels shackled The rotten night Brings with it the haunted cries Of the sickly dogs Who bark the announce Of a supreme serial killer That can't be jailed That makes everyone it's bait Whether innocent or guilty Each and everyone suffers Whether in the haunt of the familiar Or the pain of someone dear Is death the only painkiller Or is there still a flicker of hope? It certainly feels like the end is near! IGNORE . . . . #night #poem

IGNORE . . . . #Night #poem

Dead silent
The night cries
In agony
That can't be described
Agony that grows by the second
Each vein feels shackled
The rotten night
Brings with it the haunted cries
Of the sickly dogs
Who bark the announce
Of a supreme serial killer
That can't be jailed
That makes everyone it's bait
Whether innocent or guilty
Each and everyone suffers
Whether in the haunt of the familiar
Or the pain of someone dear
Is death the only painkiller
Or is there still a flicker of hope?
It certainly feels like the end is near! IGNORE
.
.
.
.
#night #poem

ashutosh6665

मर्ज ए इश्क भी कमवक्त एक अलग किस्म की लाइलाज़ बिमारी है, कहीं किसी की खुदगर्जी ही चलती और कहीं किसी की खुद्दारी है। मर्ज ए इश्क था, बेरुखीयो की सीढ़ी, हम कहीं खुद ही चढ़ बैठे थे, हमने तो उन्हें अपना समझा, फिर उनके आगे हाथ बढ़ाया, शायद वह कही गलत नब्ज़ पकड़ बैठे थे, अपना तो हमेशा दस्तूर और फितरत रहा, हर एक रश्म शाने शौकत से अदायगी का, मगर हुनरमंद तो कहीं वो ही निकले जनाब, जो एक एक करके सारे साक्ष्य मिटाके चले गए। आशुतोष शुक्ल (उत्प्रेरक) ©ashutosh6665 #Night #poem #poerty

#Night #poem #poerty

मर्ज ए इश्क भी कमवक्त एक अलग किस्म की लाइलाज़ बिमारी है,
कहीं किसी की खुदगर्जी ही चलती और कहीं किसी की खुद्दारी है।

मर्ज ए इश्क था,
बेरुखीयो की सीढ़ी,
हम कहीं खुद ही चढ़ बैठे थे,
हमने तो उन्हें अपना समझा,
फिर उनके आगे हाथ बढ़ाया,
शायद वह कही गलत नब्ज़ पकड़ बैठे थे,
अपना तो हमेशा दस्तूर और फितरत रहा,
हर एक रश्म शाने शौकत से अदायगी का,
मगर हुनरमंद तो कहीं वो ही निकले जनाब,
जो एक एक करके सारे साक्ष्य मिटाके चले गए।
आशुतोष शुक्ल (उत्प्रेरक)

©ashutosh6665 #Night #poem #poerty

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