The world is not right today..
The air seems lonely
It misses the coolness of the mist
The sky is a bit too clear
And the clouds haven’t come out
And the color too is a bit dull
Like a pale sadness overcoming the gist
And the sea of thoughts around me
It swivels and roars
Like a hungry tiger
Hunting for its prey
As if trying to
Add to my woe-list
And there then I rise up
Arching my back
Pumping my hands in the air
And I recall the strange dream
And the smile it brought
Acknowledging !
I admire the gift…
