eye in the sky
May 18, 2008 § 8 Comments
an eye in the sky,
as the afternoon goes by,
touches the clouded horizon
at a time close to five.
it slowly recedes into the city skyline,
having caused all the heat it can,
as a slow sea breeze decides to whine,
the eye i can look into,the power sign.
as people see it fit to come out,
as the vendors start to sell and shout,
as the traffic honks its bout,
the eye flunks into the crimson mouth.
as its presence slowly lulls by,
as the throngs break a sigh,
the gods of shopping get on ale high
and the lost intensity is set right.
what i still can see though,
as the sea breeze winds blows,
is that the sun still shows,
that earth is its show.
one domineering power,
which can be hidden by cloud-shower,
(who’s source is the hotter)
is the only princely ruler.
the moon calms ,
unseen and unheard,
it is too cool to hurt a bird,
it remains a loyal jester.
the light shines the brightest 
That was a beautiful poem about the sun & the picture was very nice, too.
I completely love the play of words in this
“the gods of shopping get on ale high” – this is one of the most original metaphors I have seen in quite some time
Eye in the sky that opens every eye 😀
nice 🙂
@handmaiden: thanks 🙂
@chennairamblings: 🙂
@allirekha: wow! 🙂
I think from now on, you need to put a pik for each poem ! It just feels nice to read it with an appropriate pic !!
Whoa….you’re going to be the words worth of India ! 😀
@priya: 🙂 there is only one problem putting a pic..it will ead to think about the pic only…if i write about the pic ,then it is alright..otherwise i need something which represents what i write…mostly darkness or light is only suit..