25 March 2005

Wandering with dawn

My name is dawn.
Yet, I am not willing to get up
Till the sun reach the highest point.
This habit
Will not be given up,
As I am a sleeping bug,
Who had missed the sunrise on birthday.
I am born to miss the dawn.

I don’t think I can dawn
On any one of you,
Through
Any little thing I write.
I just want to
Note down something,
Whenever my mind is wandering.

No matter
If anyone would like to come along,
My journey as a wanderer
Will just go on.

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