City Dawns

The mellifluous maina calls
I hurry with the rising rays
To catch the cool morning breeze
I take a look across
The eastern sky beckons
Cherries bloom on flitting clouds
The eagle soars high, landing on mobile tower
Pigeons float on air
Dancing with the wind
Women walk on terrace
Men stroll on the lanes
Rickshaws break the snug
Vendors arrange their fare
Greens, yellow, red and purple
The distant train rumbles
Life jostles down the tracks
The cityscape glistens with the rising heat
Buildings scramble higher as if to touch the sky
The distant plane grumbles, its sound travels across
From high up my terrace
I eavesdrop little people
Horns, mikes catch up
Drowning all in its snares
My skin’s blazing hot
My cell phone’s ringing hard
I retract my aerial sojourn
To engage with the local.

Madhu Srivastav is Asst Professor at  Bamanpukur Humayun Kabir Mahavidyalaya and a practising poet. She reviews literature for reputed journals.

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