Monologues were here
Like the monotonous regime
Of another day another hour
And the hands of clock halted for a moment
Or the sun forgot to scorch lil brighter
The breeze had arrived
With coolness and spright
Wind of change, wind of life
Marching valiantly on borders of time
It hailed silence in between
Yet proclaims
the advent of transformation
Just in time
for
Another day, another hour

©Soumya

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