
Pebbles, then ripples
On open waters
Aimless thoughts drift
As a discarded twig;
Cannot sink, forced to swim
On a sleepless eyelid!

Pebbles, then ripples
On open waters
Aimless thoughts drift
As a discarded twig;
Cannot sink, forced to swim
On a sleepless eyelid!

Let the clouds unveil
Desirous fiestas in blue
In delicious azure hues
Let me savor summer
Shining through dewdrops
Cover myself in crystals
Pouring from the skies
Indulge in the petrichor
Capture the essence
Of rain-soaked colors
Burnt umber in the glare
Of the monsoon sun
For August is here;
Can autumn be far behind?
When a parched Delhi was craving to embrace rain clouds, the evenings were aglow in anticipation. Ramit Mitra of Delhi by Foot (DBF) adventures, shared this photograph of the city skyline with a comment that Delhi evenings are becoming beautiful again. The orange was endearing enough to make me write a verse.

Rain-laden clouds
In a lavish sunset
Scoop up, savor with delight
Scrumptious orange jelly
Soothing, trickling slowly
Into crucible of the night

An opening in the skies
From which the sun spies
On a downy morning
An arrangement of feathers
Clouds waiting to rain gently

Wistful swirl of tiny wishes
Like embers of a dying bonfire
Today a sparkle, ashes tomorrow
Unspoken, unmet, broken yet
Alive, throbbing in a heart
That still believes in fireflies!