Views

On life and its vagaries

The Dusk and Life

leave a comment »


Lightly does the breeze murmur

And softly do the leaves laugh

The day, so gently, was fading into night

And birds are seen in their leisurely flight


It was all ethereal, and those who watch

Would stand still, thrilled for a space of time

But there would yet be a tinge of sorrow

In our hearts,  why? Do we really know?


The dusk does delight us, yet saddens too

When breathless we take its splendors in

There is something grand in the Day’s demise

Yet, is it the real throes, of a newer birth?

Advertisements

Written by Sam

January 14, 2010 at 9:10 pm

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: