The crimson blob warms my heart,
As it spreads its dappled effulgence
Across the skies,
Its beauty suffusing,
Seeping into the folds
Of the silvery fluffs.
My heart mellowed by the tranquility transpired,
Awed by the sudden hushness,
The sky devoid of fluttery wings,
All snug and podged,
Settled in their sheltered nests.
A day well taken care of,
For He alone reigns the throne,
He Hears and Sees all,
For not even a leaf falls without his knowledge.
Sunset promises
The emergence of a pristine dawn,
The birth of a new day, fresh prospects,
Of healing, resolution, reflections,
Of culmination of an enamoured love,
Like the setting sun amalgamating in the horizon.
Wistful eyes watching the picturesque sunset, clicking away,
Taking heart over the days’ introspection,
Twilight beckoning the resplendent, starry night,
Emanating with renewed shimmering hopes,
Dazzling with soul-stirring dreams,
Blessings, surfing atop waves,
Sprinkling burbling, magical, glad tidings.
