
Focussing on this crisp green
One notices a monochrome,
Sitting besides the same freshness
One’s soul feels truly at home- Preet
(Originally posted on 4th july, 21)
Focussing on this crisp green
One notices a monochrome,
Sitting besides the same freshness
One’s soul feels truly at home- Preet
(Originally posted on 4th july, 21)
She was standing there in her favourite brown suit and shawl below the house where she used to live when I was a kid- the place I used to go to daily at night, her home. I was sleeping inside the room, not wanting to look outside, having a gut feeling like there was something wrong, something paranormal and when I peeped through the varandah, she was there, just standing.. with no expression, no noise, no demands..just standing in the mid of night, in the cold, still existing even after losing her existence.
…..And then I woke up.
Two hot cups of coffee,
Breeze cooling through the drizzling rain
Touching you calming down your skin
My hand entwined with your hand
A beautiful smile on your face
Soothing my soul
While we snuggle under the blanket
skin to skin…..
Not cruxed with ebony n ivory,
I want a surreal eccentric art,
Where decor with plants will suffice,
A home of people with big heart.