Portrait of Words
Sitting in the warm Spring breeze
I try to draw a portrait of words
The exhausted sky looks at ease
smiling at returning birds
A few twinkling stars in the sky
City lights blinking bright
My shadow is asking me why
my curious feet are quiet
I smile a bit, I stroll and stop
I feel time silently flow
I stare around from the rooftop
While the city buzzes below
I often hear what I can't see
The spirit of silence
Darkness introduces to me
My heart's silent cadence
© Taruchaya
2021 April PAD Challenge: Day 1
Prompt, write an introduction poem.