SONNET-1 ( GOER'S DUSK )

This is a shakespearan sonnet...

The goer goes on, it's the end of his day.
The moon moves her veil before the twilight.
Red and purple fill the cool dusk clad sky.
And a poet sees this marvellous sight.
Cuckoo sings sweetly, the season is spring.
It seems like that, may be or may not be.
Goer walks on, some happiness he will bring.
His never ending quest, the poet will see.
Long is the goer's path, ups and downs and twists.
Despite of this his efforts won't die.
Along his long path, never does he sit.
And like passing moments milestones pass by.
But the poet knows, day ends with setting sun.
Yet the goer awaits another milestone.

Author's Note

Please ignore the metre errors if any.

Reviews

[Gobinder Singh Dhindsa]

Really lovely writing! I like whole wording.
Keep it up!
Do you read mine too "Anguish and She"
God bless you!
Lucky!