City lights blazing,
that Enormous charm...
Damp airs stroking, pulsating
Sentience lukewarm...
Clouds strolling & floating
lights throw back, reflect
Descending from heavens
deflections [Respect]...
Sleep deprived n weary,
Those eyes still exploring...
In want of these city lights
Sensations outpouring...
Its drizzling then raining,
wetting mountains and sands...
Waters seamless tie-making,
on these Mystique Islands...
P.S. Pune Rains and City Lights...Continue to splash charms...
1 comment:
Pune may be good, but Monsoon is a dish best served in Mumbai...
PS-Am i too late in saying this?
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