Out of the dark clouds
You shine & scatter bright
Reflecting on Rim
to the paper
creating the shadow
of inked nib
The Silhouette of sky scrappers
Against beauty of flocks flying
But then i miss the cotton clouds moving across
Like dense sea of thoughts
waiting to shower the words
on to my paper
cuddled between the warmth
& embraced by serene breeze
Swayed by monsoon trees
This is my Morning at ease
