Monday, November 10, 2014

Waving Evening

Birds flew back from a tiring day
The breeze all set to freeze the time
Sea awaits the sun to drown
And the evening is slowly waving down

Memories are running through my veins

Picking up the moments from the past again
To the rising moon is all I owe
It knows how much tears I shed then and now

Fading light dims the way
The lamp of secrets illuminates the street
Bundles of papers yet to be opened
Incomplete stories now to be written

Sitting beside my window grills
I welcome the night coming to me
Remembering the elapsed dreams of yesteryear's
I rest back on the pillow with silent tears!

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