Dusk

Exotic creations

Opened the eyes with sunshine,
Preaching everyday, for him as mine.
Glory was counted by the chirp of birds.
I recalled the time, when I was at cloud nine.

This one is refreshing too, as touched by divine.
Feeling memories by soothing breeze, missing one line.
Want to ask heavenly body, was everything absurd?
What is the destiny of immortal incline?

Both of us are bonded, but not by any twine.
Yet separated, attracting me towards shrine.
We are fading but memories are not even blurred.
A positive thought is living but found no sign.