Roof top terrace

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ROOF TOP TERRACE I ambled languidly on my rooftop terrace at evanescent dawn, Invisibly faint rays of light gently caressing my silhouette; a chilly breeze blowing across my soft ear, The cuckoo gave loud chirps; a blend of resplendent birds soared high in the impeccable clouds, I felt dreariness besieging my exhausted eyes; and soon dozed off lost in realms of a mystical reverie. I woke up with startled jerks; stupendously bewildered by dazzling light of the full Sun, Splashed my face several times with cold water; trying to audaciously stare into the crimson ball of fire, Although I miserably failed in my attempt; as the astronomical proportion of heat burnt my scalp, And I submissively sat down reading the crisp newspaper; in remote dark corners of the terrace. The crystal sky now displayed the midday sun; blazing down viciously in full fury, Sweltering hot currents of breeze now blew across the window; virtually melting all in proximity to water, As I incessantly consumed large pitchers of sweet liquid; refrigerated to freezing ice, To get temporary reprieve from the distressing agony of the Sun God. A few hours later dusk strangulated the exorbitant heat; radiating serene pink light, The eagles in the sky were now returning back to their dwelling; densely foliated trees rustled vivaciously in the gusty wind, The atmosphere was impregnated with obstreperous voices; as children played in the silver sand, I stood in mute silence; leaning on periphery of the colossal water tank; as I witnessed the mesmerizing sight of the Sun going down. As the seconds zipped by; dusk unveiled itself into starry night, The sky now; was entirely obfuscated from the Sun; looked enchanting with a cavalcade of stars, Emanating mystical light; illuminating the darkness with a bountiful sparkle, I watched her innocuous features; the beauty of her form a few feet below; thanked the Creator for putting her to sleep, Incorrigibly vowed to spend many more days on my roof top terrace; as her sighs now converted into deafening snores.


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