When evening ascends,turning skies vast grey ,
Unaware of hours mind doth starts to pray
I veigle the Sun ,”little longer please do stay”
Royal when horizon colors , in your way my body lay;
You are assuring, your power protection is most charming
Moon decends,riding like a cool bright ball for sky skating
It cannot but shine clouds bright,that’s what it does sigh.
Dark is an hour,when world lies deep in slumber asleep
Self centered is its expanse ,all doors in lock do keep;
Old souls creep under shadows, apprehensive of help to arrive!
Their calls not heard often ambulance rides do deprive!
A fear insecure,grips when mind wants not to borrow ;
its ride in sky does never console,rather apprehensions follow.
Ferverent calls, send chirping birds “o power of light,apprise!”
Unexplained is your spendour, beauty of rising is a pleasure!
Harness your chariot with sturdy seven horses’nd fastest ply,
Worlds are quiet,hopes’re deemed,every excitement seems shy;
Awaited your arrival of living pastel blood -red treasures !”
Shama Sinha
16.1.2021
Wo !”