Flowers, leaves, that swing the air
All signify the spring in the air
Breeze, the trees, the crickets and fleas
Humming around, and dancing in the air
The towering hills disappear in mist as,
Droplets, the waterfalls bring in the air
You, by chance, happened in my life
I constructed a building in the air
Pains and sorrows were bound to follow
The tell–tale signs formed strings in the air
Your sudden, unwanted silence and apathy
Created a gloom and ailing in the air
Dark clouds swallowed shiny bright sun
I groped around, found nothing in the air
~Sudha Dixit
Bangalore, India