DUSK AND DAWN

Every day, 

Looking at the dusk

Remembering the happiness that I have given

Analyzing the mistakes that I have done.

Those different shades of dusk

Reflect me the different shades of the day.

Some dark

While some bright shades.

Enshrouding the dark shades

The bright shades

Reflect emphatically,

The good deeds that I do,

Strength to accomplish the incomplete tasks,

And to give an inkling about the dawn.

And hence, on the next day

The beauteous dawn comes

That sparkles, rejuvenates,

That cajoles me to feel optimistic.

It gives me the hope

To learn from the mistakes and rectify them

And have new targets and priorities.

It gives me the vigor

To become a better person

That can face the world

And can win the challenges.

Oh! You ravishing dawn

Thank you for giving me another day.

A day

That again gives me reasons to get happy,

To do good deeds,

To make mistakes,

To figure out and correct them,

And have a sigh of relief

When the dusk comes again. 

Utopia

Let us move to the placid abode "utopia",

Where everything is inspirational.

No flower withers away its bloom,

No color of sky fades away.

Where we cease the cacophony of the world; nothing to ire.

Let’s relish the world of impeccable,

Let's move to the land serene and quiet.

Times come when we are filled with the onus,

Times come when we have to face the loss.

So many to pull us down,

So many to jibe at us.

Let's move to a world, and get rid of these,

Let’s move to the placid abode "utopia"

Where everything is inspirational,

Where we cease the cacophony of the world; nothing to ire.

In our life when the struggle comes and pain shatters the innocence,

Let's not lose ourselves to depression.

Let's move to the placid abode "utopia"

Let's revive and rejoice and cease the cacophony of the world,

Though not for coon's age, but at least for some calm moments.

Let's move to the "utopia" and live our reality, our way, our choice, our life.

Away from the cacophony of this world in the placid abode "utopia"

I know! I know! don't question the way,

It's a dream, yes it is.

But what's better, you say,

Than a drizzle refreshing our sterile soul.