Untimely autumn...

Seeing those towers touching the blue
And the clouds...as a terrific untimely autumnal view...
I took a reverse osmosis-
A journey to our days of bliss...

Under such a blue blue sky
Once we all used to kites fly...
We used to take the sunday streets
Riding tricycles...and toyguns strapped by plastic bits...
We rode down then comic books...
We trees climbed till their branches shook...
We giggled...laughed out loud...
We lived fictional life without doubts...

Then a bit grown up...teenaged
We used to visit the watery edge...
The old nanny river where by gentle waves myths lapped...
We...like infatuated souls, in misadventures trapped-
Sang songs of unknown liberty...
Then we grew oneday to be men of the city...
We fell in love with girls in autumn
Pinkish dreams...floating ones made of cotton...
Many of our firsts happened then...
Kissing someone in a solitary lane...
Running to someone...with a gift in hand...
Ribboned hastily...toes filled with dust and sand...
Our first sudden heartbreaks...
Our first tequila shots leaving bitter aftertaste...
Our realisation of love as chemical reaction...
Pituitary glands...hormonal secretions...

All...all were given to us
By untimely autumn...an enchanting lass...