Author: Vishakha Panjapi

The time between dusk and dawn ,
The time between night and mourn,
I travel beyond places
That were unknown,
Feeling was new but exquisite
Nature I knew,
I really fancy for serene
And I’m craving to do
Camping green.
Keen to live in woods
With swings of mood ,
Relax under solar star
Asleep in jaguar car
Inner conversation was going on ,
While the moon admires me as an apple icon .
Light air flick out of distraction ,
Moment was precious
I can’t hold it until time flies,
I cherished to god
That given my soul to live a life ;
Later, first strike of sunlight
Alive me from
Overjoyed night ,
Now , I hope
I will kind to day light .