The quadrille #25 challenge piqued my interest with its word limit of 44 words to write a poem on 'dawn'. So I penned this. I hope to read your feedback on the same as I really enjoyed writing it.
Image borrowed from the internet
Constant cacophony of
callous cuckoos cloud the horizons of my consciousness ,
I seek the
shimmering rays of the sun
to build me the moral compass to navigate the gnarly
waters of life.
Strangely enough
the darkness beneath my eyes dawned the light
within me
Ah....when the light returns, will we waste it or make use of it? Each morning we have another chance to get it right.
ReplyDeleteonly time will tell
DeleteWould that everyone had a moral compass! This old world would be in a lot less trouble!
ReplyDeleteyeah no one searches for it
DeleteThis is really wonderful....especially its closing line!!
ReplyDeleteThank you :)
DeleteSamyuktha, would you please email me at wildwoman2@shaw.ca ? I have a question for you. Smiles.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful work.Captures the moments of heart so well. The 'Moral Compass' intrigues me.
ReplyDeleteThank you akka :)
DeleteBeautiful work.Captures the moments of heart so well. The 'Moral Compass' intrigues me.
ReplyDeleteAn original treatment of this prompt!
ReplyDeleteThat's good to hear :D
DeleteCongrats
ReplyDeletethank you? :)
DeleteI like your take on this. Despite witnessing all what's happening around,strangely dawn doesn't get the credit it deserves. Its always about sunrise and a new day and often the dawn who stood by you till you survived to the next day is forgotten!
ReplyDeleteI like your take on this too :D Dawn is underrated
DeleteIt sounds smooth and elegant! Especially the last line! Great!
ReplyDeleteNice post, things explained in details. Thank You.
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