Symphony Of The Sunrise
The nebulous night lifts the onyx veil
up the crimson crown of the sky,
for the dawn to drizzle golden sequins
on the halcyon horizon,
paint purple the mauve meadow
for the dreaming dew drops
to create the lattice of luster,
where the harmonic hues dance
to the glitter of the garnet shine
of the saffron sun.
In the misty milepost
of the penultimate pathway,
at the intriguing fawn fringe
of the future obscure,
the tantalizing trellis of sunrise tinge
pulsates with dormant delight
of the forlorn tree transfixed,
silhouetted in tranquil trance
against the daybreak skyline
of transient romantic radiance,
witnessing the surreal show
of the fleeting first flash
of the sunburst day.
The satin shadow of cinnabar cloud melts,
graces my fluid face of fantasy,
making your hibernating heart feel
my sun-soaked love flows within
with the cadence of kaleidoscopic colors,
rippling through you with elegant elan.
Like a wet leaf drenched
by the shower of rhapsodic rain,
rinsed by the nascent sun’s glint,
you glow grandeur.
With the dawn of the dulcet day,
blushing with flowery flamboyance
at the edge of drifting darkness,
the ethereal sunrise spectrum
spins the solar strings
in the convoy of cloud turned violin.
It’s time for the beguiled birds
to leave their nostalgic nest,
ride on the resplendent rays
of the sliding scarlet sun.
They glide with avian concerto
on the wings of the whistling wind,
over the gilded wisps of cloud strings,
compose the symphony of the sunrise.
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2024
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