Thursday, 5 September 2019

The silence of the dawn

The silence of the dawn

The not so dark but darkness with a mild breeze
Which flows towards me,touches my hair and refreshes me to seize

The impetus to quit the fragile me and stand up to start again

That chirping alarm melody being unattended leaves no stone unturned in vain

This lovely camaraderie renegades to an obsolete silence of me and I .
With a harmonious company of us ,the mesmerised version does not want to leave

And the sky is in the process of shining striving hard to filter through the clouds

I and me ,we both became friends for that dawn being witnessed by the silence of the dawn ..

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