One Cold Night

a poem by Robitah Nawawi, Malaysia

When the wind is blowing
I can hear the trees are singing along
With the beautiful sound
Of nature's instruments

The clouds are creeping with the rhythm
I can sense the celebration of tonight
The nature is living the night with joy
The birds and bugs are playing their role stupendously

The pores on my skin are opening eccentrically
And the wind's pricking into my bones
The skies are sweating heavily
dampening the land I stand on

This one cold night suddenly leaving me
With the strange senses of an innocent creature.


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