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NIGHT

NIGHT

The splendid time of the day comes forth on,
When the sun sets sliding all evidences
Of the whole day has gone.

Thereby comes ‘The Queen of the Time”—— who reigns,
With all fascinations of thy games.
Transcending the intensity of the day’s din and bustle;
Thou dwell in thy silent, joyous castle.

In my noon day dreams, I find your invincible beauty;
Oh! ‘My Queen’! Believe this credibility.
After a tiresome day, when all fall fast asleep,
Thou seem to me as a fresh tulip.

Now, farewell dear, it is going to be dawn….
I will meet you again after the day’s mourn.

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