Chill in the air, chirpng birds on the trees, <br />Sun slowly brightening, eating up darkness <br />I began my morning walk, for the day's <br />Newspaper and milk, hardly away, a kilometer. <br /> <br />Ladies fresh from their bath, making beeline to temple <br />Rushing fast, before the street lights are put out <br />Even in that brightening darkness, I could smell the beauty, <br />Not only see it in glimpses but can have the feel also. <br /> <br />Others are sweeping, cleaning and watering their house fronts; <br />Some are so busy, even to lock up their fronts <br />Opened up for their last night's thrust, <br />My eyes, gobbling up fast whatever on offer. <br /> <br />Returning back, I got the best sight one can long for, <br />My ogling eyes caught a young couple in arms, <br />Melting into one another, standing and oozing pleasure, <br />unaware of the window left open, <br />I stood thunderstruck, having witnessed a performance live. <br /> <br />I went past, my heart throbbing to reach home fast, <br />So that my cascading feelings finds its rhythm with my betterhalf <br />Rushed forgetting the milk and milk booth enroute <br />Shell shocked to find herself, too, away worshipping.<br /><br />Narayanan Ramakrishnan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-open-window-2/
