On a rainy sundown of the month of September,
Feeling the gentle breeze as I look up to the firmament white
As my eyes through the window surpass the street lights
The cold zephyr unveiling the magnificence afar
As I watch the gladiators battle and spar
On the lucent backs of their saddled rides While the youth cheer on from the hillsides
The view was astounding for the audience below
There was no bloodshed for the battle was welkin
The citizens below all in peace and harmony
Peace throughout, saplings in euphony
No riots, or protests but idealistic equality
The gatekeepers dancing through the clouds lightsome
Looking at the puzzle pieces fit so perfectly
Felt odd lost in my thoughts so utterly
Had to look away for a moment then,
As I sipped my last bit of coffee
The view I had to bid adieu
The world no longer seemed as new
All wayfarers no ethereal view
I was learning to enjoy this mundane hue
The skies cleared out no realm in sight
A drop of dew on the windowpane slides
Bestowing upon this orb, the night
Written by Aayush N for MTTN
Edited by Anika Shukla for MTTN
Featured Image by Vaibhav Singh for MTTN
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