The twinkling of stars on a warm night,
The cries of geese as they take flight,
I look passionately in hope towards the sky,
As the firefly flutters with blinkering sight.
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May! It is the cruellest month when Sun loses all his mercy and life on earth is at his mercy…
Tough time don't last but tough people do. You proved it right with this poem.
Wow And then all of a sudden, the sun rises all the way.
Sudden twist in last line made this poem very special. I like your style of expression.
Wonderful Asim Ilove the last line especialy