Sleep of honour

The sun bleeding rays of hope

And our wilted spirits plunged with the frequent growth.

I sit and rest my head on her shoulder,

wondering about the vast universe,

Shimmering stars and the wisdom behind the glorified constellation.

Our bodies absorbing the rays

Like the arrows hit the bow

Difference being the rays are soft and silk in its constant flow.

Lilies dominating daisies

Sunflowers dressed golden dancing lazily.

Slowly with time,

my eyes welcoming the doze, all ambrosial

Ending the sight with mellow wind’s proposal.