Where the day meets the night
Where Moon meets mild Sun shine
When colours are changed in the sky
From fiery yellow to diminishing orange line
When birds retreat towards their home
When trees look dark and flowers lose their bloom
At that time heart wonders about mystery
Of this show
The one that is visible to worldly eyes
And one that is invisibly working behind the sky
The evenings have some meditative secrets
Where death of the day is buried in womb of the night
High energies of day surrender before retiring into temporary sleep
To be awaken by a new Sun, a new day, a new promise to keep
And evenings keep playing their role
To witness meeting and departing in playground of cosmos!
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Copyright (c) 2017 Meenakshi Sethi, Wings Of Poetry
This is so good, Meenakshi. I love the metaphors.
Phenomenal post!
Enigma
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Thank you so much Enigma! I’m glad you liked it π
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The pleasure is all mine.
Enigma
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Simply wonderful. Beautifully said!!
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Thank You Rulla!
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Youβre most welcome, Meenakshi!
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Such a beautiful one Meenakshi π
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Thank You so much Radhika β€
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moonchild
in an oasis
of my
barren dry mind
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π
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Brilliant composition of words Meenakshi and the evening is so beautifully designed by your words. Awesome
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Thank you so much Kamal! π
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Welcome Meenakshi dear
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It’s really beautiful to see the visual you weave with words.. π
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Thank you Harsh βΊ
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Opposite values are complementary. This is so beautifully expressed in the poem.
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Thank you for noticing this Shaloo. βΊ
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