Caught in the whirl of apprehensions
When sleep refused to cast its sway
Wandering aimlessly in the predawn night
I came to the sea side walkway.
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Poignant and meaningful, enlightening and strategically driven home and aptly worded for meditative reading, this poem is one of the best I have read this week sir. The DAWN here rewinds a day`s upward going ecstasy \of hope and strength that ensures the resurgence. Here goes the deserving 10 marks for you.
A beautiful description of dawn Om, and its ability to dispel despondency - always a metaphor for hope.
The transition from night to dawn... the melting of the dark curtain, the subdued crimson colour spreading in the East, the apprehensions fleeing, despondence being dispelled and the resurging dawn breaking.... all beautifully described in arresting diction.... A real joy to read! ! A sure 10....