Tuesday, 4 April 2023

The moon of day -2

 


 My faint marks that dissolve

In abundance of daytime dazzle

No one is aware of my presence

From my marginal identity I stare

How the world basks in the day

Despite the scorching heat

Something I fail to have

Even during my brightest hour .

I await to claw back my sky

Nail by nail , inch by inch and every moment

When the twilight sinks the sun

The daylight moans to her demise

Then my colors shine

My silver paints the canvas

They thank me for my wait

The sea that glittered under sun

Now roars with pure passion

Leaving his gold behind

As I shower my silver rays

The entire world below is mine

To the point where my silver fills the sky.

 

Delhi

23.15 hrs

2057

4.4.23

 

 

 

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