The morning crawled in
like a stranger
I felt no kinship
nor, the obligation
to greet it
The day was bright
I felt bare
and vulnerable
I missed the affinity
that I'd made with
the darkness of the night
They say the dreams
that no one owns
fall on the ground
like dead bloom
I had but, tucked my dreams close to the heart
not letting them fall in gloom
And then, I waited
for the night
Saturday, January 15, 2022
He and She
The sky
stared back at her
with a desolate vacant gaze
someone
switched off the moon.
the terra, scared and forlorn
lit a small
lamp
but the
storm blew away her faith
her lamp was
exhausted.
and they both,
the sky, and
the terra
were
rendered hopeless
yet found each other
to comfort.
the sky yielded dew drops
the earth drank up thirstily
and looked
up
in sheer
love!
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