Dawning

The sky pulls a curtain
on the star-studded night
and suddenly, the day peaks,
from the gossamer corners,
flashing a naïve, innocent smile,
so pristine, so pure, so refreshing,
and the sky lights up.
Slowly at first,
blushing a tad bit,
(that unmistakable
and unmissable
subtle red-violet streak
on the cheeks)
and then the daylight twirls,
and whirls, in full swing,
until the blue trail
of flowing chiffon gown
is splashed everywhere.
Ah! The daybreak.
Raw. Radiant. Resplendent.
The showstopper,
mesmerizing the audience.
The temptation, the tease, serenading.
The trance, the reverie, spellbinding.
The exquisite dawning, inspiring.
Just like you!

Linking with Thin Spiral Notebook - 100 words

Welfare unto all
Rab rakha 🤗 🤗 🤗 

Beacon

I detest the dark,
do not favor the umbra,
that somber mystique.
The rays of light beckon me,
I breathe the morning splendor.

Linking with RonovanWrites #Weekly#Haiku #poetry prompt #Challenge #258

Equinox

The sweet caress
of summery breeze,
the mild susurrations,
the stirring of dried,
dead papery foliage,
and the buds of life
deriving strength to bloom
from this decay.
The day beginning to stretch,
till it grows weary
and seeps into twilight
and the night hastily shrinking,
excitedly merging
into the reddish hues of dawn.
This desire of the day
and the yearning of night
blending magically in equal portions.
Their thirst quenched,
satiated in
vernal, verdant, vibrant
spring equinox.
And the blossoming love.

Linking with Weekend Writing Prompt #97: equinox 

The day bygone

I looked all around.

Shook the bedcovers.

Toppled the pillows.

Went down on my knees

and searched underneath the bed.

Switched on the flashlight

and checked all the toe-spaces.

Even the cabinets and wardrobes,

turned them topsy-turvy.

Emptied the drawers.

Ah! And stacked them again.

Explored all nooks,

every spot that I could think of.

Went around the house,

rummaging, seeking, failing, retrying.

You see, I had lost the day-bygone.

And I sought it now.

But all this search

and I still could not find my yesterday.

And at the eventide,

I realised,

I had lost my today as well.

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