evening is yet to come.
the sun is getting ready to set in.
soon the dark shadow of evening will consume the beauty of nature.
yellow, green red and virgo all flowers will turn into black in the magical spell of night.
sad note of owl will increase my pain.
and remained me of her.
o night brings silence and peace for my heart crying silently inside.
let hear its sound.
some memories of past floating in my mind.
she and me spent the evenings togather
on that sea beach.
my heart making wakes of unstable sea.
waves, risen and floated far.
and another wave of sad washes over me.
past is vast but only bring some fragments memories of life.
©subirmitra
S