A group of teenagers
Bubbling with energy
Talking out loud
Right amount of loud
Not shouting , like two guys fighting
But the excitement of the youth
And two guys
Sitting close by
Middle aged, worn by years
Discussing risk appetite
For new projects
Very slowly, almost in a tired voice
And there were flowers
Which has blossomed in the springs
And there was this distinct smell
The tree was laden
With these colourful flowers
And some leaves were falling
A young couple was going by
Holding hands and walking
The guy trying to impress the girl
With his worldly knowledge
The girl visibly bored
Yet, holding his hand
As if hanging on to him
A guy who just
Delivered food
In a carefree mood
The day is ending
I have earned enough to eat and drink and dance
This was the vibe
A life lived daily
And another guy
Doing the same thing
Yet sincere and stiff
As if he was the Sisyphus
Carrying the stone
Me walking by
Watching everyone
The dogs
The cats
The trees
The thoughts
The humans
The moon
And the flowers
Imagining about person
Who start wars
And a dumb question crossing my mind
Why doesn’t he come and walk with me instead of starting
A war
May be he knows better
May be fight is what is needed
May be that is what has been done since time immemorial
May be that is why we work
So leaders can collect taxes
And start wars
I don’t know much
And flowers are looking beautiful
And I have to go
To sleep
