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The dawn when dawns
Drowsy dreams getting clear with life,
Dawn breaks to light from nightlong dark,
Birds first to welcome its first spark,
Grey skies slowly get red-blue rife,
On trees when I see tender leaves,
New hopes sprout in my doubtful mind,
And doubts do a new address find,
When hope’s a hinge on which life lives.
With dawn does hope take deeper roots
With dawn does heart find a new voice,
And human will a winning choice,
In course of time ripen new fruits.
A dawn dawns with a band of hues,
Each of which with a choice of clues.
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Sonnet (musings) | 18.02.2017 | dawn, dream
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Aniruddha Pathak
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