Still are the waters, Tranquil, alive and poised Bouncing the sun off, From behind the hills high above The Shikara forms a silhouette, Quietly advancing at the horizon. As we travel further, Colors emerge, then slowly fade away.
I want the ocean breeze to wash over me and set me free… Waves splashing and rollicking, spraying their energy all over me. If only I could absorb it all… And these rocks, taking a hit every other second… Resigned
The Poem Without Graphics A Million Light Years Away Floating with time in spaces far, dark, and wide Sputnik voyages further and further Fear of the unknown A will to live A will to fly Ready to break the tie
Poetry and rain both soothe the soul and are best enjoyed late night. It’s this association that attracted me to an eBook titled ‘Midnight Musings.’ A midnight writer for a midnight reader – it sounded like something I would enjoy.