The Farewell Feast

By Shibani Barooah

The fiery sun is going down

The farewell feast for the blue sky is about to begun!!

The food for the feast must have been

Marmalade on toast,

Or was it the tender, tawny golden roast.

There must have been a drink to go along

Of fresh tangerine extract

Spilled carelessly all over, by the little brat!!

The dinner attire must have been

The frilly saffron gown,

Or was it the flowy ochre robe, of the sage who lives outta town.

There must have been a garland to go along

Of bright blooming marigold

Strewn generously all over, I was told!!

How else could the flaming gold,

Capture the horizon and beyond?

How else could the eyes witness,

The mesmerizing azure and coral bond?

Orange must have been the theme of the farewell feast

Fifty different shades of orange atleast

That beautifully adorned the twilight sky

As the sun bids the day a fond goodbye!!

By Shibani Barooah