Late at night
I
Inside the house
The frame is silent
Jedela is stiff
Only breathing jalusi
Pumping air for a home occupant who is already asleep
The door locked away like a security guard starting to evaporate
The living room was silent only the increasingly noisy wall clock
Two cats still endure disofa
Maybe because the rats trick "tie"
II
Small Safety
The flowers are asleep
Maybe tomorrow will wake up quickly to embrace the dew
The house of small spiders is also quiet
The one between the rose and the jasmine
In the corner of the pool
Only a few fish are still dancing
Follow the rhythm of black cicadas without a notation
III
On the street
Noisy noisy sound
A few minutes ago only the sound of the street musicians passed
They go home after lit for fortune for a bite of rice tomorrow morning
Either anywhere his home
Now live some small laron
Hugging the street lights are getting bleak
Late at night
Lonely march
Along the roadposts
Waiting for the morning
This poem describes the atmosphere of late at night in a house, the atmosphere in the house, the park and the road dedepan home.
This poem as a sacrifice on the 50th day in the challenge of 100 days of poetry.
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