Dusk Poem by Ruta Mohapatra
Dusk
Slowly, steadily, crawls the time
Like a drop of water
On a gentle incline
Lonely days and lonely nights
Empty dreams in gentle eyes
So serene and quiet
Quietly, steadily fades away
The many bylanes of memories lane
Overgrown with weeds
No fights left in the feeble soul
That lost and lost and cares no more
For the guiles of life
The fading sunlight, the faded rose
A closing day, a closing life
Still linger a while
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4/26/2024 4:49:45 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A poignant write. Beautifully written with superb imagery.
Thank you, Rose, for your nice comment!