The sun haven’t raised, yet
the life started to act
at the state of twilight,
the purified air of night
and the tranquilized dust
is back to surface
as life restarts, to survive.
The honk of vehicles, bang
as other noises unbroken, yet
the natural chirp of birds
and crisp in air, sways
as slowly sky consume light
things went for better views
as sun warm-up to glow.
as other noises unbroken, yet
the natural chirp of birds
and crisp in air, sways
as slowly sky consume light
things went for better views
as sun warm-up to glow.
Like things have two sides
the light has its part of shadow
or silhouettes against its glow,
the twilight zone is bliss
as things take minimal effect
to retreat or restore the activity
from the day or night sleep.
Linking this post with SATURDAY CRITTERS
the light has its part of shadow
or silhouettes against its glow,
the twilight zone is bliss
as things take minimal effect
to retreat or restore the activity
from the day or night sleep.
Linking this post with SATURDAY CRITTERS
Great reading. The bird on the branch makes a marvelous photo.
ReplyDeleteHello, pretty silhouette photo. Love the poem too! Thank you for linking up and sharing your post. Happy Saturday, enjoy your weekend.
ReplyDeleteNice poem and love the silhouette shot!
ReplyDeleteCool shot.
ReplyDeleteLovely poetry and awesome photo of our 'feathered friend' ~ ^_^
ReplyDeleteHappy Days to you,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
What a spectacular photo and a lovely poem. Nice, Jeevan!
ReplyDeleteThe bird and leaves of the trees make a beautiful silhouette against the evening sky!
ReplyDeleteYou are calling me!
ReplyDeleteI love this poem that depicts the life we walk.
Fabulous shot and words!
ReplyDeleteLove the bird and wordy images to describe the twilight scene!
ReplyDeleteLovely pic and lovely poem!
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