SEE how the speckled sky burns like a pigeon's throat, <br />Jewelled with embers of opal and peridote. <br /> <br /> <br />See the white river that flashes and scintillates, <br />Curved like a tusk from the mouth of the city-gates. <br /> <br /> <br />Hark, from the minaret, how the muezzin's call <br />Floats like a battle-flag over the city wall. <br /> <br /> <br />From trellised balconies, languid and luminous <br />Faces gleam, veiled in a splendour voluminous. <br /> <br /> <br />Leisurely elephants wind through the winding lanes, <br />Swinging their silver bells hung from their silver chains. <br /> <br /> <br />Round the high Char Minar sounds of gay cavalcades <br />Blend with the music of cymbals and serenades. <br /> <br /> <br />Over the city bridge Night comes majestical, <br />Borne like a queen to a sumptuous festival.<br /><br />Sarojini Naidu<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nightfall-in-the-city-of-hyderabad/
