Poem: Breath
By: Aruna Subramanian
Chirps of the little birds
Whispers in my deep slumber…
Alluring aroma filling up
Awakens my senses…
Such a pleasant morning
I open the balcony door.
Cosmopolitan cries
strike in reality..
I get on the rush wheels
carrying a backpack
searching my life
struck overwhelming
on the endless lines of
halted rubber rounds…