Oft ,in between, twilight and evening,

In between,
Twilight and evening,
When one gets to pause
For a while without any cause,
One sees how life flows beautifully,
How the road that runs through
The houses and the buildings
Get lighted by anthems,
How the cloudy sky sings the onset
Of a misty haze,
How children from school return in yellow blue buses,
How crowd throng an auditorium gate with entry passes,
How a musical soiree turns a street into a flash mob,
How a car stereo suddenly breaks into a song of youthful love,

In between dusk and evening,
When one stops
For a while,
One sees how life beautifully flows by.


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