Sunset-Sunrise
Pink clouds, blushing
In the golden arms
Of the sun
Falling slowly, asleep
And dreaming
In the mystic moonlight
Of the glorious night sky,
Scattered
With pin-pricks of light
As though holes
Were pierced,
Pink clouds blushing,
In the golden arms
Of the sun
Rising slowly
From a dream of stars
As the cock crows.
Copyright © Dawood Gabru | Year Posted 2015
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