The day awakens to a beaming sun
As darkness fades and life begins to rise
A state of peace will spawn; dawn has begun
The stillness creates a thought where hope ever lies
Then day becomes the dusk; soon light will fade
The sky matures to red, which signals the end
A mind wonders why it didn't wade
It wishes to look for more, but can't reprehend
When dusk transforms to night, the world will sleep
At last, myriad souls have reaches the end of their day
The twilight shall immerse them in their keep
However, their desire decides if they stay
The day is long, and soon it will be gone
Yet, the journey never ends; night closes with dawn
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This is my first sonnet, and I'm trying to understand the iambic pentameter. So, any criticism would be appreciated. Thanks :)
