Morning Musing Poem by Rajeswari A V

Thread-like rain waters my lawn with a humid chatter,

Breathing, in return, the smell of my sleeping soil

A rose bud graced in shiny drops glitters with pride

A tiny bird with wet wings tries to sing its grievances out.

An ever-miserable mist lingers in an unseen playground,

Hoping to wipe out the stain of old maladies

Still, feigning slumber, smiles the gorgeous sun,

Wrapping his face in a blurred blanket.