Alone in the cradle
As I try to move in feathers
With all the depth of flowers
There scents aromatised the towers
Fond of ripples in the waters
As I start to see their spoofers
While the ocean meet the sand
The coast came in the existence of land
Hold high to tell the plan
As you shamble in the world I land
2:59pm
23-Dec-2018
Sunday
YOU ARE READING
Speechlessness engulfed
PoetryThe poetry is over things that surrounds the expects of my life and the origination of words have been missing from the multiple expects that gathers my heart and fills its with emotions and is dripping the feelings of manipulation out of it. It ex...
