Dusk..

I see the twilight getting deeper
the winged ones returning home
Across the vast abyss
Plants drop thier leaves,
as if closing their eyes,
With all the beautiful dreams,
Into a slumbering sleep..


The dusk is beautiful,
with colours fading away
The grey and yellow streaks,
eyes rimmed red,
worn up and tired....

I bid...

I wish I could break the chains and flee,
Away from despondency and desolation,
The turmoil inside brimming up,
and i am flinching with the darkening sight..


Tears on the verge of betrayal,
Is it delirium or paroxysm?!
I am sinking down and down
Deep into the gravely silence..