Thunder, lightning...followed by torrential rains
caused it to overflow...
Two outlets it had.
It crossed the banks in two separate streams.
Both had minds of their own...
moving in erratic patterns
over the taut barren surface.
They converged and entered..
...I savoured the salty taste of sorrow.
6 Comments:
with all respect mam i loved the poem made me remind me of something few days ago
hi poulomi,
accepting all ur respect...
hahaha. thank u. keep visiting.
love,
nisha
hey mr.pester,
thanx for that okie-dokie comment. keep visiting
one of the best writtings in this blog...in fact it is diff 4 me to choose....probably while reading each poem and thoughts associated with it i consider myself fortunate to read it and ofcourse be associated with u...Take Care.
hey padma,
coming from u it matters a lot.
infact, i feel lucky that u all support me so much.
u made my day.
keep visiting.
love,
nisha
hey anu,
happy u visited the blog.
and great that u loved it too.
love,
nisha
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