From the dewy realms
Murmurs of night –
Terraced fields
Babbling sky
Humming lamps
Sounds of pleasure and pain
Warmth of the room, wakes upMurmurs of night –
Terraced fields
Babbling sky
Humming lamps
Sounds of pleasure and pain
Drifts down…
Spreads on
the elm lined walkways
The beige moon hangs low
Symbol of glee or woe…
The ebbs and flows of, his mood
Throbs like dynamo…
As effervescent
As mine…
Silly him,
Silly me…
Symbol of glee or woe…
The ebbs and flows of, his mood
Throbs like dynamo…
As effervescent
As mine…
Silly him,
Silly me…
The "Hermione" in me
Conjures castle,
Turns time…
Walked through the plane
Of angels and the dark ones
Avert my gaze
Unwilling to explain the presence
Conjures castle,
Turns time…
Walked through the plane
Of angels and the dark ones
Avert my gaze
Unwilling to explain the presence
the fire crackles
back from the waves
enshrouded in clouds
the “now” silver orb
is tucking himself up
back from the waves
enshrouded in clouds
the “now” silver orb
is tucking himself up
and while I was away
scattered a few verses
on my floor…
scattered a few verses
on my floor…
picked ‘em up
a stifle a yawn
dreamily,
the winged ones rouse
reverberation of rhymes
sieving in my early morning…
a stifle a yawn
dreamily,
the winged ones rouse
reverberation of rhymes
sieving in my early morning…
Morning, Earth!
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