In this moment

A poem which grew out of the countless visits to Central Park, Connaught Place, New Delhi.  It is a poem which is very close to me because of  its impulsive nature. Hope you guys like it :)


This moment, I see people.
I hear them, I feel them.

I see around;
The sun on its victory march along the western skies,
Its reflection lightning up my eyes.
The strength of its rays, shallower still.
And the shimmering silhouette of buildings.

And people all around.
They laugh, they cry.
They fail and re-try.
And I see them all.

I absorb their elation.
They share, they care.
They stare, they bear.
And silently, in the distant corner,
I see them all.

This moment, I sit content.
Knowing it won't be long,
Before the frailties of our existence,
Nudges us along.

Till then, here I am.
Rapped in silent observation.
Till then,
Life is beautiful.