The million dew drops
glittering on the grass
chase away the stars
to twilight yonder.
The early morning light
struggles to penetrate
through the blanket of fog
the city is tucked in!
The silver Sun’s rays
hop over the mist
like a naked foot
on the winter marble floor!
The pale perturbed trees
that flank the roads
stand frozen and still
predicting the inevitable!
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The Gold laden rays progress better,
with each passing winter,
thanking the skyscrapers that replace the trees!
And the mighty trees,
shrivelled to ornamental crotons
on high-rise balconies,
inhale the smog and shiver for life
in search of chillness
in the warm winter breeze!
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Photo By; Anuradha Sayeenathan
