Insane Twilight
A poem by Ibad Roshan
A dance of insanity starts in the heart of mine,
When I wander lonely in a twilight,
The lush green trees of poplar and pine;
Displays the dimmer nature in a delight
Though nature’s dim but its beauty shine
One can’t abnegate the jollies of twilight
The dazzling face of sun, looks gently clandestine,
Its shying face’s drowning in the sea of night
A little cool breeze’s striking the face of mine,
When I wander lonely in a twilight
The trunks, the leaves, the fields that malign;
The withered sun like a victim by knights
The willows, the hemlocks, and the cherries;
Fluttering and dancing in a never-ending line
Jollies and hilarity of trees with a flimsy breeze,
Who’re whispering beside the stream of wine
The red-pink sky, yet to apply its painting spray;
O bedyes the nature with a red-pink dye
The blossoms,the mounts, though dwindles away;
Add glamors to the glimpses of panoramic eye
I run and run, in a jocund company of balmy flowers;
Who welcome the lonely guy with hilarious dances
Roaming, gambolling and dancing in lovely hours;
Jollifies my life with such auspicious glances
These gallant hours so make lovely my nights,
O, I’ll never miss out such Insane Twilights
🌈Poem By: ✨Ibad Roshan🌺🌾
