Angela Bacon Kidwell
By
Bijay Kumar Show
Once Again
Once again monsoon is knocking,
Sunset is happening,
Birds are chirping,
Flowers are blossoming;
Once again moths are fascinated to be
Burnt into the flames;
Peacocks are dancing with
Spreading colorful feathers like a fan;
Once again deer are becoming obsessed
In the smell of their own musk;
Rivers become erratic and restless,
On the call of the sea;
Once again life is becoming beautiful
With a reason to live,
With your memories in the night
And dreams during the day.
Hidden Beauties
Mysteries of the darkness
Survive not, on arrival of light,
However, clear day dawns amazingly,
From the womb of dark night;
Melodious are the tones,
Reaching hearts directly,
But, amazing is the silence
In between the tones, that
Starts knocking the soul;
The journey of moon reaches,
To its peak at full moon night;
But, the actual attraction lies
During its waxing and waning;
Sunrise is spectacular and
Wonderful is the Sunset,
But, striking is the way,
Sunlight reaches as moonlight;
Passionate river at source becomes,
Contended upon merging into sea;
But, glorious is its life in between,
For it to be able to revive lives;
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