The dusk hours in May are special,
for they surely have an alluring appeal,
when the colors change across the horizon,
when the world tries to slow down,
when the birds fly back one by one ,
When the heart sings a retro song,
like the lone tree, I stand still,
witnessing the change in zeal,
when the blazing Sun surrenders,
honoring its promise; it returns,
to where it belongs,
creating melodies that rhymes,
with the windchimes in my heart,
that still believes in art,
trusts ; even after many regrets,
laughs while hiding within a sea of tears,
may be it's you who it remembers,
one who now knows all my secrets!
Love,
Chinmayee
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Beautiful Poem, a perfect sunset during May is captured. From the eyes of Chinmayee, thanks for sharing with us and thoughts through a beautiful poem.💖 Have a lovely weekend 🎉🥳😍
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Dusk has a strange nostalgia, isn’t it? Rouses memories. The poem is evocative.
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It absolutely is , Sir ! Thank you so much and glad you connected with the emotion.
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Beautiful Poem, a perfect sunset during May is captured. From the eyes of Chinmayee, thanks for sharing with us and thoughts through a beautiful poem.💖 Have a lovely weekend 🎉🥳😍
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I am honored to have you as my reader. Thank you so much for your comments and you too have a great weekend ahead.
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Beautifully presented. 👍
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Thank you so much for your comments ! I am humbled
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