Cool eastern winds,
Playing with the green leaves,
Bringing respite to the scorching April heat.
The sky is a light blue,
Like a calm milky sea,
But the sun is trying to break the dawn
And turn yellow everything.
The air has a little hint of petrichor
And my sleepy head is wrapped comfortably in it
If I could stop time, it’d be a time like this…..
(21/4/2017…7Am, Delhi)
