Seeing the golden red ball
Upon a building tall
Placed neat...
As if like a football tournament big
Would be organised there...
A big event...
An extravaganza...
Like a World Cup one...
Only for them-
the Gods...
One beatified
Twilight...
he thought
'it is time to do nothing...
Only to sit
Quiet
And watch the game show
Of light...'
And the twilight filled him more
With happiness galore...
he saw birds joining in too
By their flights...
he saw clouds resembling crowd
Of happy boisterous spectators...
And he stopped
And just watched...
(the match
Of light golden red
One twilight...
Which lasted a few minutes though...sigh...)
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