The Twilight

Red in the left, blue in the right,
Yes, it was the time of twilight.
The heavenly mist above the meadows was so beautiful and loud,
As if I was watching them by standing on cloud.

The sunlight, from sun, came to me,
As if it was imprisoned and has just been set free.
It struck me, its warmth had delighted my mood,
Trust me, it felt so good.

Then I saw some of the most beautiful and prettiest flowers of the Earth,
They appeared so fresh, as if they had just taken birth,
Those pink and blue blossoms appeared smiling,
And because of this I'm writing this rhyming.

I will remember and I will never forget,
I swear, whoever watches that scene, will never regret,
I stood there astonished and I was sentimental,
Until I realized that it was transcendental.

— Shantanu Shubham