Wednesday, November 24, 2010

In the silence

The wind is brewing,
the splinters of yesterday's dreams are warm.
The clouds have come dark and forlorn,
a thunder will soon break the calm.
Come you all and break this dawn.
Colour it red and welcome the harm.
But, let me mourn.
No. Not with a frown.
Just let me sleep in silence
before the storm.

I am not a poet and not very fluent with the poetic devices. I just scribble these short moments of a thought swirling in my head. It generally comes in small structures and fewer lines. Last night, after I was done with my quota of work, I had put these few lines in my notebook.

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