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A Fickle Twilight

  • May K.
  • Aug 7, 2016
  • 1 min read

The deepening shadows

Are the herald of the night

The fading of the sky

Signals the twilight


Everywhere the sights darken

And shadows from their hiding emerge

Sparrows leave the darkening skies

And return home to their perch


The room grows ever darker

In the misty embrace of the night

Grey clouds from above

Cover the sun’s last waning lights


A low hum whispers

The steady beat of rain

Falling swiftly but quietly

Just outside the window pane


Yet the air feels quiet and still

Cool despite the absent wind

And the rain almost glides down

As though it’s always been


Then with a bright flash of lightning

Away disappears all calm

The sun bids a gleeful farewell

And the stormy twilight bids welcome


Copyright © 2016 by Kwek Yi Zhen


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