It was a Sunday morning
Sitting by the window
I was having my tea
Enjoying the hot sips
Looking Outside the windowpane
Listening to a dance song
Played on the radio.

Suddenly, the atmosphere changed
The sky turned dark
The clouds were filled with water
And I could see and hear
Raindrops pouring
On my window.

The drizzle changed to a heavy pour
The climate was romantic and musical,
Suddenly the music changed
A romantic song got played on the radio
I was happy to see, feel and hear.

Glancing about all
My mind started to think
About my life in general,
I am a writer
And I love to be a writer,
That's what I always think.

Now, at present
Life is surreal for me
Dancing, enjoying, and playful
But is at its bliss.

One fine day for me,
Hoping life to be real
For me
With responsibilities and worries
At its speed
But still at its bliss!





© Jyotsana Rajadhyaksha

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