As My Eyes Drooped

By Ammu Gopinath

As the sun drops in the amber west,

And stars of the night glowing and shining,

The birds chirped in their safest nest,

It's time to seek one for mine.

The moon bloomed like a charming flower

From the heaven's only divine arbour,

Smiled at me with a silent delight,

For its another tranquil night.

As my windowpane starred with frost,

And the milieu bitter and cold tonight,

I stand at the grill gazing the street,

To watch each soul going to retreat.

Wandering like a homeless foundling,

My heart longed for a warm cuddling.

As the nightingale sang her tunes again,

The darkness sprayed the world anew.

Gold and gleaming these empty streets,

Sparkling bubbles and muffled lakes,

Rhymed stories of those love affairs,

With utmost serenity that the soul shares.

It's easy to spell goodbye they said,

Fare thee well, for better they fade.

And I will sleep with all these blessed,

In the pure shadow of nature’s rest.

By Ammu Gopinath