Shayari Bazar

Slowly,Silently,Now The MoonWalks The Night In Her Silver ShoonThis Way, And That, She Peers, And Sees,Silver Fruit Upon Silver TreesOne By One The Casements CatchHer Beams Beneath The Silvery ThatchCouched In His Kennel, Like A Log,With Paws Of Silver Sleeps The DogFrom Their Shadowy Cote The Pink Breasts PeepOf Doves In A Silver-Feathered SleepA Harvest Mouse Goes Scampering By,With Silver Claws, And Silver EyeAnd Moveless Fish In The Water Gleam,By Silver Reeds In A Silver Stream