sun is rolling down at horizon
sky of concrete jungle is saffron.
my mind is foggy as I woke up.
I don’t want another sad poem
I don’t want another evening waste.
the soft setting twilight breeze
waved on me as if I’m a beach.
the lather of wave all left behind
past life memoirs actually
moments in momentary beats.
foot prints of time washing away
leaving behind shells & starfishes
monotonic loneliness they carry.
I closed my eyes; hands on my chest.
throb at finger points I sense subtly
(beating of west sun I assumed)
sun is rolling down at horizon
sky at my window foggy azure.
12 responses to “Azure”
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☺ thanks…
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Beautiful Sangbad with an apt picture of the waves and passing of time
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Yes…thanks☺
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Welcome
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soo beautiful
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its really beautiful 🙂
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Such a beautiful way to express mortality and ticking time.
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