Oddly Placed
Sometimes windows are miserably placed Distractions steal solitude; alarmingly, time escapes From the day that has been borrowed Looking at the stoic life flowing indolently Probably the time is such- restrained melancholy Tired consciousness has a vague explanation It is frightening to feel the dullness on a bright day There is so much discord in the reflections All that the window has to offer, unfortunately … Continue reading Oddly Placed