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