Thinking the possession that I have for today,
So as for tomorrow, might be the special way.
Grasping the success, embracing the time,
Holding on the merrier sound in a chime.
Sitting and writing can be a duet of action,
Mind is thinking on such best conviction.
The glorious frame of conceptualizing tone,
Lyrics profound for this time until a peaceful dawn.
Ideas bounce in an enormous grey matter,
Just be it, as strokes on line to a greater share.
Calmness sways on hands succomb the gear,
To stand at night, the eyes onlook and so clear.
Appease my senses, all alive, even nerves move to see,
How... the evening invites me, to write this piece with a glee!
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