The sun still not awake
though it is six in the morning
the bustle almost not found
the morn looks sullen.
The sky is down cast
darkness hovers over
rains would come
a sign of welcome.
The day advances
still no move of the sun
peculiar it appears
something amiss is on the way.
Slowly the sun comes out
shines as bright as ever
even hotter than the usual
could be a tongue in cheek attitude
Meenas Poems 