I Sold the Twilight
The day ended
Quietly
A crimson love
Gave in.
Tarnished...
In twilight.
And birds hurried
Back to their homes.
The sky is not theirs,
Not in this twilight.
Memories
Of a lonely boy
Sulking,
Hiding..
In dark.
The boy was lost,
Forever,
In a dusky twilight.
Your sad face
Smiled
In the afterglow
Of the evening
I kissed your lips.
With your kohl
Mixed in our tears,
I painted a twilight.
A cup of tea
By the sunset.
The long road
Back home.
And our sweet nothings.
After a tired day.
We wait for the twilight.
I ran once again,
Barefoot,
Forwards and backwards
Across an endless sea
Of hope.
And you waited
By the lighthouse...
In the twilight of love.
But...
I sold the twilight.
(c) Ankur Srivastava
2 comments:
In the afterglow
Of the evening
I kissed your lips.
With your kohl
Mixed in our tears,
I painted a twilight.
lovely lines! n de endin just drops you into a sad abruptness! :) i liked that!
thank you sasha.. :)
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