Hued Dawn Rises
HUED DAWN RISES
When the hued dawn rises from the horizon in flair
I find my mind morphing into a beautiful butterfly.
On its wings the tapestry of dream begins to fly
with all the colors of the heart to the future.
The fractured future tumbles in the sunset storm,
the battered butterfly loses wings in its wake.
Restive mind wonders how long it’d take
for the dreams to break or to deform.
Moon in opaque night goes behind clumpy cloud,
I then light a lone candle in my marooned mind
where in the ruins my lost dreams I try to find
before passive past covers them in shroud.
When the razing squall splinters my hopes in rout
flicker in flame of candle the wind would make.
The pained mind wonders how long it’d take
for the lonely waning candle to burn out.
September 9, 2018
Contest : Enclosed Rhyme - September 2018
Sponsored By : Dear Heart
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2018
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