I wake up with a blushing Dawn;
Apollo’s lover in the morn;
The morning sky is painted red;
As she lies recoiled in bed.
Oh, how she flees the brazen light!
She melts away without a fight!
She streaks the sky in glowing pink:
The early riser’s pleasure drink;
She dresses in the sheerest voile,
While keeping passions on the boil.
And her daughters Day and Night,
Follow her with much delight;
Most earthly crimes happen when
The daughters are busy mooching men;
Dost thy daughters have no shame,
That they sully thy good name?
And thus I see her every day,
Like watching Nature’s grandest play.
And sometimes when I’m fast asleep,
She nips my pillow with a sweep!
14th May 2009
Copyright © SC
A lovely lyrical poem! Many would love to have that 'mooching' experience when they are awake and not in sleep! 10++ -Raj Nandy
a very wonderful poem... lovely thoughts flowing... i love this.. a very beautiful picture of love... a splendid image of a beautiful dawn.. 10++++
Lovely poem with beautiful imagery! ...morning sky painted red..., nips my pillow with a sweep... It must feel really good to wake up in the early hours of dawn with such pleasant thoughts.
Dawn Redefined and Redawned… Nice metaphor…shower of delight 10++ Ms. Nivedita UK
What an enchanting read, Subroto! One of your best. A lyrical, lively and cleverly constructed tribute to nature's daily herald. Love this one! Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Your lovely poem inspires one to appreciate nature and all the good things in life that are gifted freely. I love the way you write! 'Dawn' is a gem of rare beauty and so are you! Namaste' 10+++
Thanks for the comments you made in my poem. Its an honor to know a peot whose poem rings figures of speech with some poetic devices. rated 10+++, Thanks
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'And thus I see her every day, Like watching Nature’s grandest play. And sometimes when I’m fast asleep, She nips my pillow with a sweep! ' Amazing composition,10++