While the never-ending horizon is all busy to display
Its vibrant sunset colours
I remained engrossed with poetry and rhymes
Detached from the materialistic world
Fall of the season vibrant with all the hues of dashing colour
Trickled into my world of poetry swaying away my attention
Infusing and blending randomly.
The aroma of pollinating nectary flowers
Also didn't part .
My ink gave birth to cosmos of words
And they mingled with each other with such a passion
That now the Universe is blushing with splash of vibrant colours.