Summer Evening In a Bazzar
Adorned in summer lights,
Vehicles honk away,
Like an ocean stirred by rain,
The bazzar begins to bustle again.
Familiar aromas fill the streets,
A rainbow of fruits proudly staged,
Lassi and chaat among the favourites,
The musty evening is such a delight.
A hoard of children cycling around,
Swarming near the food stalls,
Sooty air so full of life,
The sky finally turns off its lights.
Warriors marching abode,
Chortles seem distant,
The busy bazzar drifts away,
As transient as it's reminiscence...
Copyright © Pratikshya Barik | Year Posted 2022
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