Golden Evening
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The rays of golden evening
disperse her aroma in the divine solitude
making me free from days' perplexion
as a day of my life is reduced
from the span of my life
paying homage in twilight evening
twirling my auto-erotic thought
my drowsy mind seeks humour
paganise my soul for melody
when i can feel relaxed. Then
the golden evening repels me
towards a slumberful night
to awaken my dormant soul
in the aurora of glaring creation.
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