The Sun And The Haze.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The visitor has arrived,
To hide you behind the door,
You are too shy and,
Wearing the blushing mask,
How many days you have longed,
How many nights you have been desperate,
To display as the full bloomed flower,
You are too far as usual,
But visible to me without glare,
Orange colored moon,
Never seen before,
Very pleasant behind the veil,
Someone has trimmed all your shine,
Someone has sucked all your heat,
Someone has vaulted you in their spell,
You are just in front me,
The humbled sun behind the haze,
Am I happy seeing you as the fallen warrior?
These veils have to be removed,
The discretion should be adhered,
The smog from the furnace fields,
Human here are too poor,
You are still in the East,
Arising from the slumber,
Wearing the attire of fire fighters,
making my heart to palpitate in stupor.