Sunil Sharma
Beauty transient
The crimson leaf
Falls in slow motion
Early morning sun
Lighting up
Its golden body
Full of fine veins.
A tender thing
Now air-borne
It flies for few feet
Driven by the autumn wind
Of Mumbai.
Fluttering
It crosses the street
And then--
Mingles with the dust,
This kinetic piece
Of natural art
A creation of God
For the believers
In a mega city of
Gold-diggers and cynics.
Sunil Sharma is an academic and author-freelance journalist from the suburban Mumbai, India. He has published 19 books: solo and joint. He edits Setu: http://www.setumag.com/p/setu-home.html
Beauty transient
The crimson leaf
Falls in slow motion
Early morning sun
Lighting up
Its golden body
Full of fine veins.
A tender thing
Now air-borne
It flies for few feet
Driven by the autumn wind
Of Mumbai.
Fluttering
It crosses the street
And then--
Mingles with the dust,
This kinetic piece
Of natural art
A creation of God
For the believers
In a mega city of
Gold-diggers and cynics.
Sunil Sharma is an academic and author-freelance journalist from the suburban Mumbai, India. He has published 19 books: solo and joint. He edits Setu: http://www.setumag.com/p/setu-home.html