Cometh the dawn cool, fresh and scenic
Crazy little birds and their histrionics,
All conspiring to lure me into this,
But I manage to ignore those gimmicks.
Cometh the dusk Settles the dust,
The dust excited by the sun walks out-
Seemingly defeated at the sight of the burnt down sun.
Cool breeze cast spell, complimented by moon too well,
Ornate impeccable over me they try to prevail,
I am alert my woes and worries - guarded too well,
However hard they did they try, with me had to fail.
I come out trumps against all inducements
What dawn, what dusk, what zephyr
Unperturbed I persevere with my grumps
Oh my anxieties, woes and worries!
Nature tried to manipulate me,
To provide a get-away tried Thee.
I have been trusting Him till date
This salesman of spirituality;
For all this faith and blind loyalty
He tried to induce me into an illusion called Reality!!!