The sky, a canvas of monochrome,
As the sun bids its final farewell.
The world's colors have all been drained,
Leaving only shadows and shades to dwell.
The trees stand tall and stoic,
Their leaves rustling in the breeze.
All around, the world turns quiet,
As if nature itself is at ease.
The darkness creeps in slowly,
As the light fades away.
But the beauty of the twilight,
Is not lost in shades of gray.
For in this monochrome world,
The stars come out to play.
A million specks of light,
Dancing in the Milky Way.
And as the night grows deeper,
The moon rises in the sky.
A beacon of hope in the darkness,
Guiding lost souls by.
So let us embrace the monochrome,
And find beauty in the night.
For in this twilight world,
We'll find peace and delight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem