When the sun will go down <br />Everything will turn into brown <br />As if they are in sleep <br />In the mid of vales deep <br /> <br />Birds will lie in their shade <br />Flowers seem as if they are fade <br />And there won't be any noise <br />Not even the fly's voice <br /> <br />Everything will be hushed and calm <br />Like the last penny on the palm <br />As if now decline will come <br />In this huge deep life's drum <br /> <br />Where sky also looks very pale <br />As if it is waiting to avail <br />last chance before it is drowned <br />To sleep on the bed of the ground.<br /><br />Seema Chowdhury<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-the-sun-will-go-down/