Nature is silent in deep dense thoughts,
I see moon in search of the sun,
Begging more fires from his gun,
Asking and requesting some more light,
Stars have gathered round the moon,
With the pale faces looking too dim,
Offering supreme sacrifice of life,
What’s that everyone is afraid of?
Is the earth at war with the sky?
Milky Way looks dim and frustrated,
Why moving so fast, this pleasant night,
Sun is ready for a dawn premature.
Earth asked the oceans to raise the clouds,
And cover every corner of the blue sky,
Ordered the winds to remain static,
So the army of clouds may not retreat,
Obstinate and firm to prolong this night,
To prolong this night as long as,
Her son is dreaming and making a portrait,
A portrait of his beautiful beloved,
The colors of words have frightened the nature,
Rimes are shaking the scattered sky,
If he succeeds in writing a poem,
The first poem from the earth,
May snatch all beauty of skies,
But the dawn was delayed and the night prolonged
The poem sketched the beauty of an eve!