Thursday, February 18, 2010

Twilight

It’s just another end of day,

But it seems so stranger.

Reddish orange sky settling to black,

Kite flying, breeze chilling and spongy.

So stunning, so vibrant. 

It’s just another end of day,

But it seems so stranger.

Echo of ajan from far away,

mixed with chaos of child play.

So pleasant, so refreshing.

It’s just another end of day,

But it seems so stranger.

Odor of cuisines from kitchen,

And aroma of moist dust,

So hungry, so healthy.

It’s just another end of day,

But it seems so stranger.

 

 

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