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Posts tagged ‘night’

The color blue

The blue

icy ocean

shining

bright blue bubbles

the blue sky

fluttering

light blue clouds

ancient trunks

entangled in blue secrets

branches covered

with blue flowers

fireflies

flashing dark blue light

sounds of lovely fauna

from delicate blue flora

blue kingfisher

hovering

over the underbrush

the elk’s horn

playing a blue

symphony

blue gazelles

running in the blue breaths

of the earth

scarlet flames of flamingos

turn purple

and blue

the prairie wolf

taking a light blue drink

by the lake

its eyes

projecting a sharp

blue light

of a blue planet.

 

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Touch

Eyes closed

sound of

the Himalayas

gurgling stream

beneath the night

stars

shining in the sky

interlaced with time

and latitude

the expansion

of infinite space

a lonely soul

swims in

noises

during the day

flow

of crowds

from north to south

the whirling world

after sex with a

random girl

this lost heart

is vast.

 

 

 

 

 

Silhouette

Silver

filigree

under the trellis

like a girl

peeking through the latticework

of night

shyly

it makes me think

of something

stone bench in the park

a little cold and dusty

a pair of lovers

sitting next to each other

the moment is

protected

what should be happening

what should not have happened

veiled in shadows

wilfully

vaunted

where lights congregate

there is no dark night

galaxy exists

in the eyes

of those who look

up high.

Lighthouse

Look

the foothills that depend

on the ocean

in the distance

there’s a lighthouse

solitary

standing

there

the lighthouse

always quietly

looking at the sea

proffers

navigation

the lighthouse

not at all extravagant

it desires nothing

expects nothing

it’s just

always quietly

there

just like a sentinel

the lighthouse

it’s selflessness

guiding the progress

of sailors

a beacon of hope

illuminating the dark

dark road

in fact

the lighthouse is not alone

because

there’s the skies so vast

limitless

unending seas

and seabirds that pause

on its shoulder

from time to time

look

up at the untold stars

together

untethered.

 

 

 

Mid autumn

The moon

is round

in the woods

sound

of homing birds

melodies

of saxophone

through flower-filled

moonlight

i see you again

that layer of secret

shining crystals

fall on the banyan tree

infinite fright

yet tenderness

in the night.

 

Shimmer

Shimmer

at 5.30 a.m

it is the stamp

of the placid moon

nascent dawn

the rest of the world

quiet as if

time stopped

shimmer

is the hope

in the story of the city

waking up

from an illusion

lying in the luminescence

of last night

seems there’s nothing

in between eyes open

and closed

but unsleeping

shimmer.

 

 

 

 

 

 

City night

Buildings, streets, shops, trees, flowers,

light and shadows

these are the backgrounds

of a brightly lit city

sleepless all night

glittering cars, buses, motorcycles etc.

shuttle in the meantime

night condenses into quietude

and thrilling chill

whispers of plants

beneath the starlight

the day passes by

light as cloud

soft as wind.

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