Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Splendour...

Got startled and stopped
The drizzle on hair mopped
A cool sensation
And the breeze told me
The world is so far good...
And I stood
An imbecile man
And the glorious Sun...
He sank
Before me
Hiding behind the canopy
Of trees and semi urban builds...
The lightning far away sealed
A tryst with the scene...
Unravelling before me
A sublime feel...
A splendour
Soothing
And yet so binding...


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