As darkness falls, the air grows chill,
Day's wild beats hush, night's calm instill.
In silence, night's reign takes flight,
For what else could they do, but embrace the night?
A lone star emerges on celestial cue,
The evening star, the first in view.
Tall trees bow, branches reach high,
Grasping at the majesty of the sky.
Lucifer's light, a beacon bold,
In cosmos dark, its tale is told.
Amidst enduring cold and stark,
Night's domain, it leaves its mark.
Other lights join, a homage paid,
To the Morning Star, in night's parade.
Celestial lights, in reverence bend,
Before Venus's light, they humbly descend.
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Poems
PoetryI'm presenting a collection of poems I've personally written. Each one stands as an independent creation, though some may intertwine through common themes. These poems reflect my innermost feelings, and in certain instances, they echo fragments of...
