The day gone with tranquilities, <br />The night is to quite chirps of birds, <br />Longing shadows, <br />To rule the events, <br />Erupting tears from depths, <br />Over the blood from veins, <br />Hope is pushed to walls, <br />Big bray of time, <br />Shaking the tides of moments, who is to take care of, <br />New born moon, <br />Evils grow from swamps, <br />Of ugly greed. <br />This brawl of few hours, <br />Knocks out the revenges, <br />And makes to think the minds, <br />By skipping wilfully, <br />and closing both eyes, <br />Entering the nexct day, <br />With both feet.<br /><br />Rafique Farooqi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/night-walk-4/
