Saturday, January 15, 2022

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

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!