Sunset

An Evening,

Wistfulness...

Cool breeze,

Hair brushing cheeks,

Comforting....

 

Yellowish orange sun,

Behind a thin curtain of clouds...

Where is he?

Away...

Somewhere..

 

Don't want anything between us,

These roads, these vehicles, these artificial sounds...

 

The Curtain rises...

Now he shines brightly,

Brilliant, complete circle.

Beautiful....

Now,

Semicircle,

Now,

Almost crescent,

Gone.....

Sinking,

Slowly...

Meet me again tomorrow,

will you?

Oh!

are you still here?

Leaving traces...

 

Meet tomorrow alike!

again, 

and again...

 

-Trupti

Shanghai