City Nightime

One fine windy night, I was looking out from the windows. Enjoying, simply feeling and loving the moment. 

Soft breeze blowing onto my face,
receiving gentle and cool kisses.
Fresh air retrieved.
For once living in the city seems magnificent.

Looking on a bird's eye view,
people are just tiny creatures.
Walking down pavements,
crossing the roads.

Engine running from buses,
shady trees camouflaging,
variegated leaves,
so beautiful.

Oh could I draw the trees?

Silent night,
with added drip drops at some points
I am alone yet not alone.
The things are quiet but alive.

Purplish dark blue red skies,
I feel relaxation.
The breeze was still a while.
Sleep time.