The Twilight Dream Poem by Sangeeta Thapliyal

In the twilight, before the night wanes,
You peek through my window panes.
That is hazy with mist and dew,
Just to see me for moments few.

My drowsy eyes look at you,
I will not come up to greet you.
For, i fear you would disappear,
Like an illusion, fragile and sheer.

I would not reason, if you play along,
Let us just weave our story long,
breathe some life in that lost song.
Before the sun comes up to my lane,
And dries up the mist on the window pane.