Grapevine

Let the sun and moons switch off their lights I have no complaint One hundred zeroes in my room Let them shine bright Still hundred pictures I do paint Till I have my grapevine I live in cloud nine Thunder lightning or rains In my vein, no pain They gladly aid my poetry design I had asked the spiralling vine Would you one day stop serving me wine She laughed a mile A purple smile Bringing out from my pen a moving line Whenever I am surrounded by clouds I rush to the smiling green sprout Time and time again It rubs balm on my pain In me sunshine laughs aloud As I sip my tea with an olfactory glee Over the rim of cup, there stands she In the sky, the sun hides to see burning with an orange red envy My grapevine and I keep up our smiling spree In twilights, I say how beautiful you are She answers I am sleepy Please do excuse me Okay we will meet tomorrow at your green bazar ______________________________________'_________ October 6, 2019