Crepuscule
Watching silent ripples play,
And ebbing waves dance,
I sit by the placid sea,
Lost in mesmerised trance.
Soft dabs of colour,
On distant walls of horizon;
A thousand auric shades,
Painted by the setting sun.
Collage of unsung melodies,
Resonate across the evening sky;
A lone sail in deep sea,
With masts full open, passes by.
Mystic breezes carry in,
Fragrances from the past;
Forgotten memories come fleeting,
Even as time slips in haste.
I wish time stood still,
This moment it would spare;
But somethings are not meant to be,
And life goes on, wonder where.
© teshnair™
#writcopoems #writcopoem #twilight #sunset
And ebbing waves dance,
I sit by the placid sea,
Lost in mesmerised trance.
Soft dabs of colour,
On distant walls of horizon;
A thousand auric shades,
Painted by the setting sun.
Collage of unsung melodies,
Resonate across the evening sky;
A lone sail in deep sea,
With masts full open, passes by.
Mystic breezes carry in,
Fragrances from the past;
Forgotten memories come fleeting,
Even as time slips in haste.
I wish time stood still,
This moment it would spare;
But somethings are not meant to be,
And life goes on, wonder where.
© teshnair™
#writcopoems #writcopoem #twilight #sunset