Hued Dusk and Dawn
One of the finest evenings it is,
The ambience around is difficult to miss;
The youth shouting jubilantly in the pastures,
Tender hearts wholeheartedly imitating the masters.
The merriment is at such extreme height,
Even the birds don’t feel like pausing the flight.
The old trying to relive their days of past,
Wondering how time has moved so damn fast.
Standing at a distance the witnesee I
Smile now, the other moment take a sigh.
Why the grown ups make an appearance so dull,
Where the child in them got lost, all left is a Gull.
The melancholy soon erased by the tiny sprouts on trees,
Sun will again rise in a new day, leave all fears, forget all worries.
To every end there was a begininng nodoubt,
And every start is destined to an uncertain fullstop.
What matters is a life lived happy and fine,
Humming from heart, how many emotions did it define.
Posted on March 1, 2017, in Nature, Poems and tagged #Nature poem #Instant muse #dusk and dawn #life#joy#naturepoet#. Bookmark the permalink. 11 Comments.