Little House
That little house Was it always empty, unoccupied? the broken walls un-mended trees outgrowing walls and seeping inside, like a no man’s land How the thunder and fierce rains fell its sheds and the dripping water collected in left-out corners and self-made pits At the sun’s rising, the cows approaching and waiting to feed on […]
Flashes of yore
Wrapped in craving of desired love, Sometimes in melody with the moments of cherished tucked dreams, On other days thunderbolts of striking a chord with heartbeats but heartless to expressing another side of feels, As one-way roads wrecked my emotions as in reels of repetitions from the yore, Some tangles exist in melancholy of grey […]