Dawn to dusk...
Clouds so dark,
Winds so cool, ...trees so lush
Attire appearing so serene...
I was seeping tea, just ready as usual ,
Retrieving my daily spree.
Reaching hospital, all shackled...
Rounds, cases and little escapades in which i m entangled...
But the naughty winds , mesmerizing PETRICHOR (AROMA OF WET sand)
My heart was elated, till 9 fathom depth of my core...
A little window popped,
As screen of my mobile cropped.
A small notification,
She was the one, I imagined being with while listening CALIFORNICATION
Hesitantly I pinged...
And she broke the jynx
Short conversation turned long,
Oh my god, we were to meet across table, oblong
No its real, not a dream,
She pinched, getting me off that gloomy stream.
I was so submerged in my solitude,
I never realized happiness was so overdue
Its amazing how situation diversed...,
I feared company... WITH YOU MY COMPOSURE CONVERSED.