Dewy/ Dawn-Break/ A Misty Morning / Skies Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Dewy

It is a fine morning,
The dew drops
Sliding over
The rose petals

And the morning sun
Glowing, reddening
To break upon
The horizons.

Dawn-break

It is beautiful to see
The dawn-break,
The red disc of the sun
Glowing, reddening
To break upon
As flashing, glistening
Sunlight.

A Misty Morning

Full of mist and fog
Unable to view,
But a world
Blurred and smoky
How lovely is it see
Ad view,
You seeing me not,
I seeing you not,
But we are going,
Meeting strangely
When face to face, vis-a-vis!

How to see through, friends,
Shadows walking,
Ghosts and goblins whispering,
Appearing upon!

Skies

So lovely and full of spaces,
Horizons lurking around,
Clouds shining in the sunlight
And the flocks of cranes
Flapping away deep into
Picturesque, landscapic azure.