Nocturnal Symphony
Beneath the velvet canopy of night,
A symphony of darkness takes its flight.
Stars, like diamonds, twinkle overhead,
While shadows dance on fields of dead.
The moon, a silver crescent, softly gleams,
Casting eerie shadows, haunting dreams.
The crickets chirp a mournful, lonesome tune,
As owls hoot a haunting, eerie croon.
The wind whispers secrets through the trees,
As fireflies flicker, dancing with the breeze.
The city sleeps, a silent, slumbering town,
While nature's beauty slowly comes down.
So let us bask in this nocturnal grace,
And find solace in this tranquil place.
For in the darkness, peace can be found,
A sanctuary, serene and profound.
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A symphony of darkness takes its flight.
Stars, like diamonds, twinkle overhead,
While shadows dance on fields of dead.
The moon, a silver crescent, softly gleams,
Casting eerie shadows, haunting dreams.
The crickets chirp a mournful, lonesome tune,
As owls hoot a haunting, eerie croon.
The wind whispers secrets through the trees,
As fireflies flicker, dancing with the breeze.
The city sleeps, a silent, slumbering town,
While nature's beauty slowly comes down.
So let us bask in this nocturnal grace,
And find solace in this tranquil place.
For in the darkness, peace can be found,
A sanctuary, serene and profound.
© All Rights Reserved