On: 07/05/2022 ✍️
I was getting bored doing nothing . My brain and hand also betrayed me , i couldn't write at that time . Meaningless ! it was. to do something was better doing nothing . So,i decided to go out with my niece . It was 5:45 P.M. She insisted to eat "Puchka"( My Indian sensibility didn't allow me to use any other word instead . They wouldn't be equivalents ) . I'll share the beauty of " Puchka " on someday . It was a nice weather though . I thought it was a correct decision . After fulfilling the desire while returning back my eyes cought a beautiful sight . The sky and the birds were captivating . Birds were going to their nest after an exhausted day . Talking with eachother . I could barely saw their eyes but they had a spark in it . They seemed happy , Safely came home today ! Screaming "Came home!"
I was standing still and looking at the sky
unitll it get dark or should I say
until the colours of the sky remain,
Chill wind was blowing my locks,
It was a sense of relief and pleasure,
I had a smile on the corner of my lips,
Clouds were going one side to another,
bumping with each other
slowly,it seemed as if they were doing it intentionally
to tease the one,waiting
On the other side...
Birds on wire,happily at home
Talking and teasing,safely at home
Could meet ther dears, at home.
At first the sky was yellow with white stripes, and
then it became pink with orange touch,
The vermilion and a line of golden colour changed the
entire sky,Wind blew again
and this time it started to take away the clouds,
slowly, colours began to fade one by one
I was watching them, still standing and waiting,
I pictured the last golden and vermilion shade of cloud, it submerged in the sky
My eyes cought it before the dark covers it .
And I wrote this on that day after coming " Home ".
I was too,happy!
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