RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

(7TH OCTOBER 1951 / Trissur, Kerala State, India.)

SUN SETTING.....


Blazen with an orange hue,
The sun started setting,
As if the running clouds
Are on fire, the trees
Gently swaying in the wind,
Birds roosting, after
Their feeding and happy flights,
Darkness started setting
On the eastern horizon,
With the mountain haloing
With the gently setting sun,
Stars dawning from the east
To the west of sky,
Bats strarted their
Daily evening prowls,
The sun said aduie
To one more daylight,
To star on the horizon
On the other side of earth,
Night softly landing after
The sun enduring daylong.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, May 03, 2011

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