For the first time in many days
I decided to bestow myself a gift
Of long and lonely stroll in the
Neighbouring park

I felt drawn into the cycle of
A huge rotating apparatus
As soon as I joined the obligatory walk
Of self absorbed localites

The cool evening fresh with
First sprinkle of monsoon
Imitated a perfect soggy dawn

A bunch of unknown pink flowers
Cuddled closely and stay put in their
Bush, like a group of gossiping girls.

Noise from overjoyed children
Made me glance with concern
As their screams tugged my motherly impulse

Rows of seated elderly pair
Looked alike my aged parents,
I walked past them watching affectionately.


Every ingredient was present to
Make my evening, which I enjoyed
Nonetheless and exited the little park
Pretending that only your thought never
Came to my mind...no not even once...........!

Seema Aarella

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-evening-walk/