Sunday, March 6, 2011

~ Dusky ~














Chirp, still say the birds, afar.
Smugly I, dark and weary,
Floating dreams of sanctuary.
Whirl of mortal emotions roar.

Fluttery leafs, afloat mildly,
Tenderly tranquilize my thoughts,
Thoughtless, I lend watch, presumptuous,
and I see some more.

Quirky breeze of change are staying,
Deceitful winds of hope,
Golden tan of sky, retreated,
Gently down the neon slope.

Starless sky fell, dark again,
Like the night before,
As I turn and leave the brightness,
Chirp, the birds no more.

14 comments:

  1. Excellent!! Some people are just a natural with poetry. I am not one of them.. but you are!! Loved it!!

    Quirky breeze of change are staying,
    Deceitful winds of hope

    Loved these lines!!

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  2. Beautiful!!

    Quirky breeze of change are staying,
    Deceitful winds of hope,
    Golden tan of sky, retreated,
    Gently down the neon slope.

    Liked these lines ..!
    Keep Writing Dear :)

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  3. Beautiful words, i can feel the place!

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  4. Hi Niti,

    Well, i love the feel of a poetry, and so can't resist writing a few lines of my own, once in a while! :)

    Well, im sure ull be a awesome poet. Why dont u try out! Id love seeing that outright, blunt style of your penning down a couple of rhymes! :))

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  5. Simran, hey, the budding Frost! :P Thanks dear, means a lot. Glad u liked it! :)

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  6. Awesome-ness!!

    You just keep getting better and better!!
    :)

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  7. beautiful...
    felt like a roller coaster ride!

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  8. Hey Blue, Thanks.. :D

    PS- Love d new pic! :)

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  9. Beautiful poem as you experience your feelings with nature: )

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