Everyday I look outside
through the corridor window
I watch the sun turning orange;
For fraction of seconds
a thought passes by
I do not think about it much
I smile and wave the day goodbye
I am at the terrace top today
stealing time
looking at the sun waving me goodbye
with every moment the sun is changing the mood around
swirling and twirling the rays like a ribbon
changing the colours like velvets
the soft radiance and the cotton sky
looks like a bindi on the forehead of a bride
the sun is setting with the passing time;
changing the temperature slowly
it lets the moon conquer the sky
hiding itself to make us wait for it next time.
