Poetic Verses
That silence
What a time of night to be awakening
Nothing else to so time for some thinking
Perfect it is as it is now so very quiet
Now brought back former moments that you over time come to forget
No doubt you recognize that gentle breeze
Tapping the window, and causing a flutter of the trees leaves
And the glow of the moonlight as it competes
With that of the one coming from the poles on the streets
In the background you can hear the loud sound
Of the waves hitting the rock what a sound
And sometimes to you get that fear
Because on occasions the sound seems so near
The mosquitoes as they buzz around the head
Using the hand hoping to knock a few dead
The that silence one that is quite understood
They have taken time to draw a bit of blood
Then there is that chirping of the cricket
In that silence what an unwelcome racket
Then as the two males try to outdo each other in noise
It would be a blessing when the female makes her choice
Another noise which cause a form of jolt
The nice being pierced by that of those frogs croak
As they seem to occupy the lake's perimeter
This certainly did not make the moment any happier
Wishing that somehow these sound you could mute
Added to all was the on of an owl's hoot
Being nocturnal he was so active and busy
Enjoying those fruit as they reached maturity
Then there is a noise heralding the morning
Is that of those rooster joyfully crowing
And too that of those that are trying to say
Mine shall sound like that some day
That motherly clucking of that hen in the morning
As she strolls majestically leading her brood of chicken
Then scratching and on some creature shall be pouncing
And this will be that time for feeding
So now aware by the golden ray of the sun
Depicting that a new day had finally begun
And the flowers and the birds now seem so alive
This makes the body have a new drive
This
Nothing else to so time for some thinking
Perfect it is as it is now so very quiet
Now brought back former moments that you over time come to forget
No doubt you recognize that gentle breeze
Tapping the window, and causing a flutter of the trees leaves
And the glow of the moonlight as it competes
With that of the one coming from the poles on the streets
In the background you can hear the loud sound
Of the waves hitting the rock what a sound
And sometimes to you get that fear
Because on occasions the sound seems so near
The mosquitoes as they buzz around the head
Using the hand hoping to knock a few dead
The that silence one that is quite understood
They have taken time to draw a bit of blood
Then there is that chirping of the cricket
In that silence what an unwelcome racket
Then as the two males try to outdo each other in noise
It would be a blessing when the female makes her choice
Another noise which cause a form of jolt
The nice being pierced by that of those frogs croak
As they seem to occupy the lake's perimeter
This certainly did not make the moment any happier
Wishing that somehow these sound you could mute
Added to all was the on of an owl's hoot
Being nocturnal he was so active and busy
Enjoying those fruit as they reached maturity
Then there is a noise heralding the morning
Is that of those rooster joyfully crowing
And too that of those that are trying to say
Mine shall sound like that some day
That motherly clucking of that hen in the morning
As she strolls majestically leading her brood of chicken
Then scratching and on some creature shall be pouncing
And this will be that time for feeding
So now aware by the golden ray of the sun
Depicting that a new day had finally begun
And the flowers and the birds now seem so alive
This makes the body have a new drive
This