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