The dawn is there; I can see it
A thin sliver of light
Resplendent, yet far
In its entire splendor
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Games At Dawn
The dawn is there; I can see it
A thin sliver of light
Resplendent, yet far
In its entire splendor
Playing hide-and seek
Tempting me, daring me to chase after it
And fantasize about it
Titillating me with its unpredictability, tantalising in its loveliness
Now I see it, now I don't
Then, just as my aching fingers
Seem to touch its fast -fading loveliness
The light vanishes and I am left groveling
It is a cruel game, but one I wish to play
For a momentary hope of dawn is better than a lifetime in the dark