White clouds float over me in the dusk sky
as if patches of cotton-wool embalming my tired mind,
above a solo bird reaching majestically for the sky,
even as a band of coconut and mango trees rustle
in the heady sea breeze – to cheer its climb,
urging me to converse with the half moon,
like the lone star romancing it tenderly –
under the blanket of the cozy grey sky.

A Chennai Sunset: However hot the city is through the day, the cooling sea-breeze that tends to wrap you enticingly – after the sun is tucked away, is what makes me go outdoors to personally greet the night.