Relishing a dream of voyage;
though the sky lit by the glory of rays,
my eyes squinted at the ray
fluttering my lashes says,
not now,don't wake me now.

Impeccable sunlight splattering
on to the window
making a tiny purslane buds to grow.
In a fantasy,I say,
not now,don't wake me now.

Beads of morning dew sets humbly
on my pristine pink roses
and haughty dew on the edge of the leaf
filling in a light from the sunbeam.
Be-worried to dispel from cloud-land,I say
not now,don't wake me now.

Am exploring the vault of heaven
loosing myself from within
under the blanket of murky rain.
Then heard a crooning songs buzzing into my ear
wakes me recalling the tangled memories of cheer.
Plunged into a new day with smiling eyes
and with a prayer of good angels of heights.



Written by,
Rekha Antony

Throwback February 2020
Modified to refrain form