*New text message* She : I have fallen in love with the thought of you, Danced with your shadow, Whispered sonnets to your silhouette, And smiled sheepishly… Read more “ttt #9 : Rhyme”
Dear beloved chair, I remember the day my best friend told me about the fascinating chair she eyed at the furniture store. It was too high for… Read more “Dear chair”
“I want to be a duck”, he says. Questioning his sanity, “A what again?”, I ask. “A duck you know”, he smirks; Pointing to a paddling nearby,… Read more “Without Complications”
Pull those strings Sharply, make me sing until The bonds break loose.
Memories unravel on Seeing the familiar yarn, echoing Winters spent in the barn.
Brewing poetry from Reflections of forlorn perceptions Making them projections.
Happy being the Poem he couldn’t read In this lifetime.