PROFESS THE DAWN

 

PROFESS THE DAWN

Chilling wind freezing night a fright,

Curled up limbs under a blanket fit,

Shiver at dropping mercury shaken,

A dawn breaks, fog invades, awaken, (1)

 

Enviable the Sun, hazy light a havoc,

Farmers walking to the field, a sock,

Bullock carts or men begin the day,

Life demands hard work in many ways, (2)

 

Frostbite of flowers dampens hearts,

Winter morning village picture arts,

Bemoan the spirit aspiration check,

Effulgence profusely visible breaks (3)

 

Uncanny sense of uncertainty stays,

Create doubts and suspicion, sway,

The smog inhibits enthuses deride,

Stays challenges of life well decide, (4)

 

The dawn heart mourns yet active,

Days, precious for work, life survives,

Trouble life struggles, an endeavor,

Success and achievements in vigor, (5)

 

A plethora of pleasant moments feel,

A myriad of fascinating dreams heal,

The past flurry of flood or summer,

The blistering heat death or rumor (6)

 

 

Clean and fresh, imbue confluence,

Fewer seen tiredness yet influence,

Disappear the humdrum of life tell,

Lonely boulevards, lamp posts yell, (7)

 

A lazy morning, lethargic limbs cry,

A bright day, fortunately, stays, defies,

Proved wrong profess the dawn sing,

Life resembles a bullock cart rolling (viii)

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Date: 15 December 2025

Themes: Invisible, a bright day

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