It was time I rest for the noon,
The twilight wants to take over soon,
Warns of missing the time so precious,
Highlights the birds still flight the sky.
Every day and today, I rolled over,
picking up my mattress, blowing away the dust,
It smells of my children from far in memory,
Who drooled on the quilt; while they dreamed,
They should have respected the mattress that let them dream,
Their irreverent deeds now punishing them without sleep,
I strolled to the garden rubbing my bald,
The summertime thunderstorm visited sad,
We both shared amnesia of the good times gone,
I dealt with ageing, the thunderstorm with nurturing,
We cried together in the fallow land of thoughts,
The twilight urged, dumping the sun on the horizon,
The shady hues reminded me of my beloved,
Of times when we spent together under the sky,
Of the times, separated under and above the earth,
Was it lady Venus in the sky? Alone with her shine,
The twilight stayed docile in her splendour,
Would the humans ever sit if they know their last?
Won't they run in tears to their beloved for a hug?
No one asks to be born, but they learn to wish and live,
No one asks for death, yet they found how to bury or cremate,
Life is death, and death is life,
I smiled at the wink in the twilight sky to night,
I went into the night without a fight.
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