Bags packed to leave Onwards to new trails Rains wash old treads
Sushi at haiku Tangy taste on tongue Night celeberates
Hot grill bakes Cheese and sauce melt into dough Taste in eyes too
soft buns brown Fiery treat within, bitten next Taste is music
Warm as a rose Beyond the seen, in Red Unseen is the glow
Yellow yeast yawns you yell your Yoodle yap Yoghurt you yearn
The flying Kite soaring the sky only because its tied. Snap!! The string breaks And its free.
The banyan tree Glowing outside and within Music plays on it’s roots