Twilight Saga

Twilight Saga

  

                              Twilight Saga

Walking under twilight in the neighborhood park

Twenty brisk rounds -  settling on a bench in dark

Watching the world go by – dusk yielding to night

 

Muddled thoughts bubble in the sickened brain

One following another like compartments of a train

The clanging, the wobbling, the screeching – no gain

 

Winding, ,bumpy, cobbled street to a humble home

The windows shut to keep out the winter gale

Blindly fumbling for light switch – face ever so pale

                              

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

Some letters put together..

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Jesster's picture

Nice Bishu. It almost sounds

Nice Bishu. It almost sounds like you could be walking around these parts. Especially with those 20 rounds.


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Truth it is Madam Respected HW

Truth it is Madam Respected HW


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PeterChristopherRaymond's picture

A wonderfully captured mood.

A wonderfully captured mood.

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Happy that you took the time to read the humble words Mr Peter

Happy that you took the time to read the humble words Mr Peter.Thankx.


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cevance's picture

Wonderful, Bishu. Sounds like

Wonderful, Bishu. Sounds like the typical day in the neighborhood.

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Thank you Dear Mr Vance

Thank you Dear Mr Vance my ppfriend.I'm not as accomplished as you are but I go on trying with my meagre resources.Thank you for your kind read:)


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