As I step out of my bed
It tries to pull me back again
Wants me to lay supine
And enjoy the world
beyond my eyes
I kept my eyes tightly shut
But still felt the petrichor as it touched
Heard the clouds as thundering bows
And little droplets as they dropped and rose
Which filled me from head to toe
I felt a squirrel passing by
Hopped and sprang under this sky
And this tender earth fresh and wild
Has green secrets under its hide
I heard some sonorous wild growls
Coming from a distance like musical sounds
But for oblivion, I felt my back resting again
And threw my hands in search of it
But it was nowhere to be found again.
YOU ARE READING
A NIGHT IN THE WOODS (POETRY)
PoetryThis is the first of my collection of poetry. Some deal with emotions that would make you wipe tears from the nook of your eyes, others will make you understand this life better than you ever did... I hope you would love to go into the world of my t...
