Today's Sundown

By Pritika Dash

Autumn dawned, leaves fell and flowers withered,

The breeze in it carried an infant; somberly dainty

Who emerged from the gaseous form of candy floss-the clouds that fluttered

Winds wailed around her; compared to which the newborn was scanty

The clouds eyes fixated once and never looked back,

She was bid goodbye by her sun without whom all she lacked

He abandoned her staining her fortresses of pure ivory

With pink, gold and blue making his muse understand her artist’s story

The winds came prepared to tug at his armor,

Alas! A heart harder than natural diamonds ignored such valor

They were his too; seeking his presence,

Nothing is permanent though; nightfall invokes transcendence.

Isolated was the infant; he had not a clue ,

Where he belonged- to the fleeing father or mother so blue

So, he did what was best- he mimicked a pendulum

To and fro he blew ; keeping an eye on momentum

The cloud just watched everything threatening to pour,

Out came the peeking moon - her suitor but she couldn’t be more sour

She had him overlooked and admired the sun’s painting,

Manifesting his arrival- whether it be in a second or millennium ; she was out here waiting

By Pritika Dash