EV@NE$cence

The wings of  imagination losing their flight;

Mired into the derisions,

Bottled up existence becomes the plight;

The  azure subdued

 the redness suffused;

The nature fleeting

 the stars scintillating;

evanescence of a hopeless night and the arrival of a new light…..

 the dawn gets in

 the freshness sets in;

 the moon hiding coyly

the sun rising brightly;

the evaporating dews

the saturating hues;

the seethe of the past ushering out

the saplings of hope and love flourishing loud;

the time flies but memoirs are a caprice.