I sit atop my ottoman
With my mug brimful of tea
A vast sight I behold
From out the balcony.
I see for miles ahead
I see for miles below
I see for miles all around
And observe the daily show.
Sky streaked with colour
of purple pink and blue
The ochre sun dips below
I bid the noon adieu.
Evening has set in
All blue and murky grey
A different stage is set
Marking the end of day.
Little by little the city
Transforms before my eyes
Lights dot the buildings
Speckling each high rise.
The office goers’ headlamps
Torch the highway bright
The darkness now sparkles
Like fireflies in the night.
I sit atop my ottoman
Empty teacup in hand
Gazing from the balcony
At the sight so grand.
Tapasmi 