Doubtful Visitor
It’s a hard stare at the wooden door With a quizzical face waiting for it to open Till that time, prowling around the patio As if figured out an ogre of the woods Still living in the spirit of forest attire Scrutinizing the home with sleazy eyes Chewing on the images of delusions That door wouldn’t open for them Someone may be contemplating deep Busy … Continue reading Doubtful Visitor