Sad Night Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

Sad Night



The half cut moon
Perched atop the distant hill
Listens to the sound of the wind
Flowing through foliage sadly shrill

And it hides behind
The dark cloud and peeps
Through its frayed holes to the
Rushing stream that in agony weeps

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