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From Dusk Till Dawn

Like the gradual diming of the sun I watch as day fades away Along with my troubles Watching as the worldly canvas Completes its daily painting Maybe im amazed at the way Time gives me a break When the sun seems to burn too hot The song of the darkening day Morphs my ears into those of a mermaid listening to the ocean My fingers Beethoven their way to my journals Composing the poetry that lies be4 my eyes.. The poetry that is the end of a day.. An end has never been so beautiful Like an instrument of God Moulded to aww my gaze Moulded to intertwine with my Inner self and allow me to.. Breathe .. But ofcoz every dusk has its dawn.. When the sun rose The birds could not believe The miracle of the horizon Taking away yesterday's pain Painting a new picture for nature To embrace us nd draw us once again- a new today I seek no explanation of The heartaches of yestday The rain that soiled my journals Inking off my thots to nothing I fear no more the chirping of the sparrows My heart levetates with the hope of another smile- another laugh- another kiss.. Breaking is normally a painful thing But dawn showed me the healing power of it.. The purity of its virgin birth.. I rise with the sun Feeling its rays touch my soul like an angel's halo upon my gaze.. #deepSigh Like a lotus flower- The existence shows its true rarity An enigmatic beauty .. Seen everyday at the break of dawn. The beginning and end of A story The full stop And the heading From dusk till dawn Even a vampire can never deny such a miracle.

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