Sarvesh Kulkarni - ...Twilight.

A subdued silence,
stretched over the corners of the universe.
A silent cry,
of some uninitiated imagination…

With the glee
of moonful sky,
and the pain
of the slowly setting sun

The twilight collects the hidden glamour
of the painful atmosphere
and flashes its monotony
in the ghostly barks of obscured trees.

Here I lie,
waiting,
for the night to come-
a wept out painting,
of some halfhearted insomniac.

Buried,
in the gaze of stars,
I wish,
the cosmos to fall in itself,
and give birth, to another death,
for yet another creation…

Huh..and I endlessly dream of the dawn,
to spark an inkling of its meaning,
in this wreck of an
overwhelming twilight,
which might burst anytime,
like the lump in throat,
of the silently suffering, ageless woman…

Sarvesh Kulkarni

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