Challenge
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. (Rabindranath Tagore)
Poetry
Under the golden dusky sky
Under the golden dusky sky
I'm so lonely
So lonely.
Fading rays of light
Like birds flying away
Oh so slowly
So slowly.
All the buds they
Glance through
The lattice of leaves
and shrubbery.
In the aroma,
And the humming
They are lost
Completely.
Just then the night rushes in
Making their eyes dreamy,
And Teary.
But no one ever cares
Why the buds cry.
Fading rays of light,
Like birds flying away,
Oh so slowly
So slowly.
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