POETRY

I stand peering at the blue skies, Looking at the wide Ocean blue at my front, the waves rising and collapsing, Verily, it is one

I can see the clouds gather in the North, dark angry and heavy The thunder hitting harder and much more felt now Their eyes moving

I can see the clouds gather in the North, dark angry and heavy The thunder hitting harder and much more felt now Their eyes moving

In every family There’s a black sheep It doesn’t happen necessarily You’ll keep even a creep You’ll quarrel always Even in better days Executing chores

She sat on the bench at the bus station and stared at the people busy moving about their lives. Some cheerfully chatting the day away,

You Sit, Rich in thoughts reach for the deepest parts of your soul, Fishing for Something different, a part of you that is apart from

Many times than I can reckon, I’ve been in the pouring rain, I’ve been under the blazing sun, Am lost in words trying to Express

Hey you, ! it’s me yet again after a Dozen poems, it’s time for an after-Monday Dose A Poetic tuesday, today’s Poem is about you,

Whenever I turn It’s what I crave And in it I find a cave A place I can hide from the troubles Around The world

Time was nigh Her pulse nothing short a sledge hammer Seated on that very bed, where Where she knew he’d wend to first His alcohol