When the morning appears with all its shine <br />Like a stolen jewel in the museum again <br />When the noon comes tiptoe near my window <br />Like a stranger lost his way and murmurs <br />When the evening races away from the eyes <br />Like a very old friend in a speeding train <br />When the night flaps out all her glamour <br />Like a swan still marvels on the blue waters<br /><br />amitav mazumdar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-223/
