Monday, May 25, 2020

Grand mother

I crossed my legs, 
to hear her stories. 
Her icy hair dances in the darkness
And the shrieky voice is as cute as cuckoo. 
Her eyes dwelt upon my ways, 
And her lullaby knells in my heart. 
I crossed my legs, 
reminiscing the bygone days. 
at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

Nameless I

Fill my tummy with platters, While my neighbour's tummy is filled with air. Let me touch the sky, When my knight's rook sank in t...

  • Shadow
    Hey body! Wipe your tears And never feel lonely. I am crying with you And shading with you. Hey soul! Relax and Realise I am born with you A...
  • Fanciful poppies
    The moonlit land filled with poppies was deprived of human air. The dark filled arena was pleasant with the dancing leaves of poppies. T...
  • Spittle
    I order you to chew the leaves And to spit your thoughts... I will pick some glittering gems; From your spittle, To garnish my wall. I can l...