A content soul
There I saw grinning white clusters
Where I had seen reticent greens
An orange sun peeking lustres
Among corrugated blue screens
Scrambling atop the busy bridge
With not much except rank and file
An eager bunch of fragrant smidge
Lost in fuel tyre burnt speeding pile
They hinted a cool morning hum
In a city linked by cement
A saffron fish tub stack ran tall
My organic soul was content
© JYOTHINK
Where I had seen reticent greens
An orange sun peeking lustres
Among corrugated blue screens
Scrambling atop the busy bridge
With not much except rank and file
An eager bunch of fragrant smidge
Lost in fuel tyre burnt speeding pile
They hinted a cool morning hum
In a city linked by cement
A saffron fish tub stack ran tall
My organic soul was content
© JYOTHINK