Not so Idle Evening

Fractured rays through the timid window bring the melancholy of evening

When it lays at my feet, trying to translate the sinking feeling at this tired hour

Earth needs to rest here after a long discourse from unnecessary talk

Sitting here, trying to smell the aroma of the calm evening from some untouched corner

The light play truant while passing through the cracked patterns of an uninspiring window

It is yet to be dark, but the sombre mood has already settled comfortably in the house

A cluster of memories distract the mind, as I sit here through a contemplative twilight

Waiting for darkness to reach for them and allow some solace to knock at my door


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