The night closes in

Warm sun settles
down the stream

Flowers envelope for
a good night’s feel

young bird closes eyes
to sleep

Silence kiss the lips
of the old man’s skin

Eternity made home
With the couple’s wish

Images tell stories
over a drink

The light shut
in the neighbour’s
across the street

young cry of the
little baby

Glad heart of the mother
in the mild rhythm

The angel sends
his blessings and greetings

The heart listens
and shares the delivery

MO.

Image courtesy: jenguin.com

About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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5 Responses to The night closes in

  1. dorathy says:

    Nyc, keep it up

    Like

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