An orange streak , dazed my vision
To my terrace I race, pulsate
The sky ranges white- blue to orange-red
Sun set’s to my right , full moon rise’s left
Parrots in aligned flight, a prospect
Their pandemonium at pinnacle,
Are they mediating, between sun and moon,
Or is it just jubilation, returning home?
The evenfall , complementing zephyr
Gets branches to dancersize in unison ,
Emanating fragrance from the mogra
Further elevates the landscape!
Dupatta skips, inciting a desire
While, I pirouette, unpretentiously
Exhilarating, evening, sky, breeze
Shall dominate my dreams for days!
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