Windy winter hits my window,

Snowing steep and shallow,

Misty mornings, greedy noon,

Chilly nights and no full moon.

Love this city Newcastle

But a lot I miss back, it hassles.

Summer days at Chennai home,

Soaked in sweat, yet wet not lone

Sun so yellow red and hallow

Sandy beach and countryside

Guiding stars stay clear in sky high

Greener days grey-grainy nights, sigh!

Distance from my true essence

Distilled? Disturbed? Makes no sense!

Life is mystic, beautiful,

Love so keeps it dutiful.