Every dawn with its crimson brush
wipes out the darkness of the sky;
the sun appears in its scarlet apparel
spreading along my mind's firmament.
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‘…darkness is my repose of hope…’
Sure...it’s the think tank and inputs into subconscious…which bubbles in dawn …
Excellent descriptive poem Sir…thanks
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Ms. Nivedita
UK
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‘…darkness is my repose of hope…’ Sure...it’s the think tank and inputs into subconscious…which bubbles in dawn … Excellent descriptive poem Sir…thanks 10 Ms. Nivedita UK