It’s the break of dawn

and  I sit in my window,

watching the starlight fade.

It fades away in to the light,

mimicking dues now paid.


I am free behind this smoke,

as; the hash burns slow.

I remember the dawn,

I opened my eyes,

to your afterglow.


The night, which now, plagues my days,

I wish for this morning to break.

I sit in my window and watch the light

and think of the smiles I’ve faked.


My life she goes screaming by

as I;  stop and stare.

She gives me her breath

on days I die,

my Luciferian pair.


By: Viraj Belgaonkar


3 thoughts on “Dawn

  1. Pingback: A New Dawn | A Shade Of Pen

Pen it... or aaa type it. u know what i mean.

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