Tuesday, March 22, 2005

TWILIGHT

Lucky him
who can slumber
on a whim.

But some
must wait their number
till it come.

The hour slows
each second
that nears repose.

And I reckon
sleep by shades:
they beckon.

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2 comments:

Praneeta Paradkar said...

Very well brought out!! I loved the simplicity of the verse.

Pincushion said...

Ahhh, simplicity itself! Just the way I like it :)
Lucky indeed!