Dawn of a Dream

Shruti Chaudhary

A faded crimson shadowing my world
Valor or fear, what shades it, wonder.

Rising from the setting blaze
Rays on pearly grass, while I stare in daze.

For what appears to sink away
Resembles and reminds of the rising day.

Uncertainty fills the breeze
Like the coldness in which I breathe.

Not knowing of what may come
A day bright or a chilly night, Oh! Which turn.

As a cuckoo drifts over my head
Flapping the wings of dreams to the horizon ahead.

A flight of certainty among the hazy undefined
To a new start leaving the clouds of 'doubt' behind.

Soon,from that destined horizon, will mark the appearing
Of a story that morphosis the setting into a new beginning.

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