Rain…from azure skies,Glows an early moon…through branches,That fall and rise…,(The deeper they fall…the higher they rise),Mirror the light….
The Dance
Published by diyagwalani in category Poetry with tag Life | Love | Rain
The Dance
Controlled Assessment
I advanced mundanely toward the house; I was the coroner marching forth towards the dead building. A callous wind pinched my cheeks
Looking For You
Smoke billowed from his maw. His cigar was nearly out. As he sipped his scotch, he stood there, gazing out of the window, as if searching for something.
The Monsoons
Sitting on the balcony sipping a nice cup of coffee, enjoying the grey skies, with cool winds blowing through my hair, the sounds of the rustles and bustles of leaves
THE COBBLER
It was raining heavily for the past two weeks drenching the crowd. But none seemed bothered by the rains. The rains had become a part
Two Cups of Coffee
Editor’s Choice: It had been a year since we both took notice of each other over quite a pathetic joke, I must add. That day, we became acquaintances from unknown classmates
IT’S ALL ORANGE FOR A WHILE and FIRST OF THE YEAR!
Last Evening, A sudden halt in rain, And it’s all Orange for a while! Corridor, Walls, Doors, stairs, Trees, Leaves, roads, cars and cycles. Everything for a while; is Orange!
Extinct night
That was a rainy night I was adding some ink to my notepad, I was searching to add more. Thunder storm and lightening flashed my memory
This Feeling Called Crush
I hurried towards the bus stop. I was climbing the pavement when I bumped a guy. I looked up at him and something struck me
The Spell of Rain
He did not want to tell anyone that his father had stopped coming home for the past six months. He could sense something was seriously wrong between his parents
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