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A Night In A Coastal Village
The lights on, the church bells rung
The namaz over and evening prayers sung.
The day was over, the market bustled for a while
The kites and baloons took the kids for an exile.
There, the deep blue sea turned black,
The hot sun removed its arm back,
The dazzling moon took charge of the night,
From the great roof the stars emerged bright.
The foam rushing ashore glittered as pearls.
The great night falls heralded with singing birds.
There the waves became a bit fiercy,
Telling the tales of other shores with a breeze so icy.
The tall green trees turned dark with the night,
dancing with the invisible breeze in the moon light.
happy content people celebrated the day's retirement
and also gathered for a joyful entertainment.
In the backdropp of melifluous singing and wave's rythm
everything seemed to enjoy in that night's kingdom.
Slowly and slowly the little town was soothed to sleep.
A slight drizzle began wishing them sweet dreams.
poem
by
Abinaya Saravanan
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