Daily Prompt: Carousel

Moon is full circle on the cloudless August sky;

Stars are dull in the silvery yellowish light;

Clock is ticking proving the quietness of silence.

No sign of storm at the horizon, easily you deduce.

It is not the truth; stand in front of the mirror

And see self in the intruded halogen street light.

A sleeping carousel you’ll find; horses are unspokens

Just ride on & take the whirl; the air let it welcome you.

18 responses to “Halogen”

  1. It seemed like magic ⭐️⭐️

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  2. As usual, your poem evokes a tantalizing and evocative mix of imagery and human emotion.


    1. Yes…it is my rediscovered pattern you can say…


      1. Well done on that count 😊


  3. I really like how you describe things! It is lovely to read!


    1. Thank you…my pleasure…

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      1. Why do you never say ‘thank you’ to me? 🙄


        1. Said this noon…and who here in WP being my side criticizing & reviewing my works I don’t send them thank you or thanks but a ☺ as gratitude for taking time out & reading my works…


          1. Nah, just asked.
            Meine socha gussa ho Gaye ho, isliye sab ko thanks bol rahe ho, mujhe nahi 😂😂
            So keep 🙂✔


            1. Oh yeh baat hai…☺


    1. Really…am overwhelmed…thank you…☺

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