At dusk 2

The sunflower in the blue-rose-garden
Starts to fall:
At this time games and their climaxes on:
Volleyball, netball, football;
The players mingle for the winning scores
And those with hopes to be won_
They pray the game is quickly gone.

As time counts as it goes,
As her rays are forwarding to rest their toes;
the gamers’ games be-end
And finally, the trophies the owners know.
The sunflower, her horizon she kisses:
Perhaps whole day she’d been in miss-ess;
Beneath his blankets she’s getting slept,
And at this time, the outside starts to get left.

©Mustafa Khan A.

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