WHAMMY

Gently,the flurry is moving,
Slowly,the grooves have started opening,
All the routes which get to the destination,
are getting hued,
as if the splatters in the sky become stars,
blazes are flowing in the breeze here,
whammy,whammy,it's a whammy,
if you're there every single juncture is whammy...

It was some sundown,now its ablaze,
It's dazzling,
There is not even a trace of gloominess anywhere,
It's resplendent everywhere,
adrift in dreams,surreptitious wishes,
slushy rains on quaggy sands,
I'm wrapped in the paths,in the arms of ways,
The bygone is covered in fume,
Now,that this new jiffy has come,
A newfangled has begun....