Songs of Dusk

by Riddhi Maniar

Of mystics and crackling dins
wandering in the lanes of grim
Amulets of the other world
shed beads moving with wobbly pearls

Of lanterns and shadows
casting a ritual spell
The string of existence
dangling in the mire of shame

Of gypsies and purple robes
charming with street-side magic
The shackles of barbed wires
cut with roses of fire

Of love lost and found
piercing the veil of the soul
The sparkling crystals
set loose with moments of desire

Of colorful noons
painting the landscapes of snow
The bells that ring
echo for ages to come.

22-Nov-2009

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