Sounds of birds and frogs,
Howls of owls from some hidden logs,
Desperate calls for the perfect and dark,
Where unknown creatures peek and lark.
Creepy reptiles crawl beneath,
Audacious aviators reach zenith,
Anxious wait for the perfect midnight rises,
Until the glow comes with full of surprises.
Rivers and lakes are quiet and content,
Grooved banyan trees hide their dent,
Anticipation of the perfect gloom lacks,
As the dark slowly, carefully backs.
The dark night feels frightened,
while everthing else gets englightened.