SUNRISE AT THE MIDNIGHT

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The sunrise at midnight

 

The Luna

With all its celestial light,

Poured from the sky, the magic white,

On the newly wedded bride;

The cool breeze on terrace

Played with her locks

Like the wind plays with water,

The chill Fondled on her face

As surfs do gently shatter;

Suddenly

A sonic boom,

A mild heart quake,

Fission in the blood cells,

As she traveled fast into the past;

The dead leaves from old books

Suddenly became green,

The ancestral bangles on the hand

Identified the anguish of blood within,

Her obedient heart hurriedly

Shut the lids of grave,

The cunning mind assessed

The agony to be borne,

Confused she stared,

Like a drowned in the storm,

The past merged into present,

The memories compromised with reality,

A cloud veiled the moon.

Darkness transformed her into night,

A wedding night…..

The Sun on her forehead rose at the midnight.

 

 

Mukesh Raval

Palanpur.

India.[21/01/2010]

 

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Reviews

[Elanra]

oh my god.... how did you do this? it is so very beautiful! I felt it right in the heart. I have goosebumps all over. Tho thats probably because I love the moom, have a cat named Luna and my real name actually means Moonlight... tho thats irrevelant. The imagery in your poem is just breath-taking. The flow is exceptionally captivating and I have nothing to say to the excellence of your rhymes.. I am glad I had the chance to read this today before I went to sleep...

Thank you for sharing... Excellent Work.