Dia Chatterjee - The New Dawn

I wake up in shades of inky black,
I let the curtain of my eyelashes rise.
My ebullient eyes sweep the horizon,
As they shine on the comatose city,
I paint dawn in awe-inspiring hues.

Sun, you have my permission to leave.
You may hibernate in your winter burrows.
My eyes are enough to herald a tomorrow!

Dia Chatterjee

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