As the night creeps in,
Along the windowpane:
The midnight blue sky ;
The star- studded horizon –
Violet petals , lying near the creeper
Lavender hues spreading through the sky,
Vines draping the pea green leaves,
Engulfing the pea pods,
Green beads covering the surface
A conglomeration of colours,
One flower, one vegetable ;
The night sky glows,
The sky nears in
The viny way of beauty
Wrapped in a lavender blanket
Unfurling the magnificent nature .
The flower’s scent inhales
The fresh fragrance of newly sprouted peas,
The freshness is exorbitant,
Peapods are the blooming flowers
Of a new season,
A new age of coming,
Screaming bouts of revolution,
Dreaming of a new beginning
Like a blooming flower
High on intoxication,
Of a fearless day
A featherless bird,
A bird roaming free,
Devoid of wings and feathers
But still
A trace of the feathers
Are left behind
As the sky bleeds,
Into a wet letter
The onlookers stare
At the everlasting beauty
The day of resolution.
