Yes, I am

Yes, I am

I feel the cool breeze

I see the grass

I smell the dust

I can hear the silence

I see the darkness

From the rocks, I see the sun rise

I see the city and trees covered in fog

I see the planes rising along with the rising sun

I see the blooming bougainvilleas

The nature like a colourful sketch

I see people walk

I hear them talk

From Lenin to the tea

There is music in the ears

Of chirping birds and people singing

I see the dogs

I see the cats

Happy are they cuddling with people

Nights are days

Full of life and light

Have never felt the nights to be so safe and carefree

The sun never sets there

A world so awake

I see them move to the tunes of the crowd

I hear them shout 

With drums and slogans 

They voice their part

I see them gaze

I see them coloured even without festivities

I come across many people

Unknown to the known

With umpteen topics to dwell on

All in front of a cuppa

I listen to people

I see them laugh and enjoy in the wild

I see them cry

I feel them cry

I see them depart

But life doesn’t end there

Yes, I feel, I breathe, I see, I listen and I hear

I talk to others, soft and humble

I was at calm and in peace with myself

I talk to myself

I can hear me speak

I listen to it

Yes. It is me, I live