Moment

Moment was about to sunset,
I was sitting in room alone,
Near fireplace in that winter,
sounding ‘dhip dhip dhip’
Evening sunray was striking,
in the corner of my room,
through slight open curtain
I was taking a sip of tea with,
my favourite type of bread
and sound of silence was
pointing in my deep ear
like that of woodpecker’s
chisel pecking the bark of tree
Though, even my desire to
bring that moment again,
I can’t be a part of that,
Because now I am far apart
in a different world.

Author's Note

Ignore grammer problems and punctuations - just feel the poem by yourself