The Birth of a Day


1-Beauty 142
Faint rays of sun appeared on the horizon,

Chirping of birds was heraldingΒ the dawn

The mystifying colour of the sky

A newly-wed bride, beaming yet shy

Wafting lazily, unborn dreams of yesternight

A new day was about to bloom, happy and bright.

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15 responses to “The Birth of a Day

  1. Beautiful Mani… the poem and the image ,both are fascinating .
    And the ‘new bride’ is a metaphor very dear to me and I have used it at every opportunity but mostly in prose… perhaps i’ll be active enough to post that πŸ˜›

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