Colours Of The Dusk

When the first sunray wakes me up,

You whisper into my ears,

“One new day, come, let’s have a play.”

I turn around, the north wind blows my hair,

And I find you, there.

When the last sunray bids adieu the earth,

Thousands of hues play hide and seek with me,

I see the vermillion sky, and I find you there.

Peering from the dusky blue, you tell me,

“Another sunset, waiting to vanish in your arms,

Let it be, anyway.”

I smile at you, and reply,

 “The story is not over yet, the dawn is still there to arrive.”

I see the colours of the dusk, writing beautiful poetry for us.

They tell me from the sky,

“We are only hiding behind the dark, wait for another tomorrow,

Come again, we will be here. “

They promise me a delightful dawn, and leave me alone.

They have vanished somewhere, beyond the horizon.

I step towards home, but I heard someone is calling me behind,

I turn to the voice, and I feel the chilling wind, saying,

“Life is nothing but finding the light behind the darkness.

You will find me, there.”

You said to me and went somewhere.