Sitting up in the balcony,
in a summer evening.
I can feel a wind so breezy,
a sense of freshness clings.
Children playing on the playground,
fighting for the swing sets.
Adults engrossed in sharing life's ballad,
and some giving a walk to their pets.
Leaves are falling in a zig-zag motion,
replicating the motion of grandpa's chair.
Greenery and dust are nature's creation,
signifying, good and evil are always paired.
Sun is still shining,
in everybody's life it's prying.
Somewhere a faint shadow of a moon
is waiting, hidden in the sky.
When one will be down completely,
Other will gain its power slyly.
We will embrace this darkness eagerly,
and thus waiting for a new morning.
