A Morning

A tremulous morning taps on the window Leaning against the wall to ruminate about melancholic mood Foggy breath obscure the plans; dreams of night dissolve in nothingness Feelings stay motionless behind a latched door An attempt to write those messages on the windowpane- evoking eidetic images Cold feet eager to cross the threshold of unnecessary perception Gripped by uncanny moments A morning reminisces and the … Continue reading A Morning


It is that unsure phase between solitude and melancholy Lonely feeling, far away from weeping, there is a surge of emotion There’s no one around to notice and describe Few moments shared and understood by silence Eagerly assures the soul like the affectionate embrace of a mother Just leaning against a cold wall helps realize the warmth within That sudden chill ignites an uncanny truth … Continue reading Unsure