Mellow feeling of the morning is missing
The playful breeze sulks like a child
Tepid morning Sun raging with unusual intensity
In a hurry to reach the pinnacle of fury
Mercilessly scathing on helpless mortals
Water vanishes into thin air, afraid of the heat
Unfamiliarly quiet morning
As nature’s children are reprimanded today
Nothing else to do, but sulk and idle away©