The Sun dies <br />With the invisible time throwing its command <br />The strength of red and yellow overwritten <br />By a red vomited from him. <br /> <br />Penetrating into every bone <br />The winter will soon begin to rule <br />And the desire of fleeing from heat <br />Will turn into a historic blunder. <br /> <br />Where is the logic of consistency? <br />Is not the fierce truth you find and ignore <br />Over reverberating inside our original selves within? <br />Only a smile I too can leave. <br /> <br />An intense light of the baby sun <br />Knived my sadness enters the dark domains <br />Of a hundred fogy days and is lost <br />It is a sob unheard if you do not care. <br /> <br />A quietness has to catch our poet hood <br />And no extremes are our domains <br />All the voices of disharmony and discord <br />Are never to pull us apart. <br /> <br />After these mists and fogs <br />The spinning Earth will ask us all in mischief <br />- Are you coming for yet another ride? <br />And we shall join her once more.....<br /><br />M.D Dinesh Nair<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/after-these-mists-and-fogs/
