The Morning Glory

A Poem

The lens of my eyes
Captures the morning glory
As a new day comes
With an untold story
The sky is fresh with
The smokeless air
I sit by the window
of my room and just stare
From the clouds above
The bright sun peeps
As the night vanishes
I wonder where its
Darkness it keeps
A new calm descends
in my mindand a
smile on my lips
As I taste the hot cup
of coffee in little sips.

By:- G.S.Vasukumar