At the Brink of Twilight
Far away at the brink of TwilightWhen Day shyly merges into Night
Bride of the evening coyly recoils
Into the arms of the ink-black night
Then in the valley of my dreams
Someone whispers a melody sweet
Like a thousand candles beams
Lights up the sky of my dreams
Sometimes hearts remain apart
People are together but love departs
Sometimes lives come close in a trice
Chance meeting alters the course of our lives
Souls communicate on a different plane
Heart at times plays the strangest of games...
Then in the valley of my dreams
Someone whispers a melody sweet...
When at times so troubled is the soul
Eyes brim over with sorrow and remorse
A burden on the bosom stifles my breath
Then someone like a fragrant breeze
Brushes past me and touches my cheeks
Wipes my tears but cannot be seen...
Then in the valley of my dreams
Someone whispers a melody sweet...
Author: Zoya Zaidi
Aligarh (UP), India
Copyright©: Zoya Zaidi
Inspired by a Hindi song 'Kahin door jab din dhal jaye...'
Photo 'At the brink of twilight' by and ©: Zoya Zaidi
Poetry by Zoya Zaidi
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Written on 2007-06-03 at 18:03
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