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Friday, July 27, 2012

The Eve

After a long time I saw the sunset in the sky;
felt the wind passing by,
witnessed the birds flying back to the nest;
and I walked the empty streets hoping for the best.

I switched off my phone,
just to be in the realm of my own;
and I took the un-trodden road,
to escape the big town crowd.

Echoes of silence, I perceive;
and I just had a beautiful eve.

Shining dew drops on the grass blades;
looks beautiful until the light fades,
with the bare feet I walk the meadow;
accompanied by my shadow.

I return home with tired soul;
near yet far from my goal,
the Crescent moon holding stars;
relieves all my hidden scars.
All this brings me the joy I believe;
and I just had a beautiful eve.

~Shreya ♥
P.S. My creation, please do not copy!!
P.P.S. Image: Google


  1. Nice,rhyming & wonderful. Have a great weekend Shreya !

  2. beautifully written! and is it based on a real life experience?

  3. Shreya,

    Nature has a way to calm one.

    Take care

  4. ..beautiful piece of poetry..
    ..loved it so much..
    ..for it brought me d joy i believe..
    ..keep writing Shreya.. :) ;)


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