The morning sun lay bare its annoyance,
Somewhere behind the ponderous smearing of clouds,
While I took refuge under a thatched abandonment,
To the surprise of some relieved onlooking crowd.
When light couldn’t befit to restore contrast
Between dawn and dusk,
And when the eyes couldn’t smother the stares,
For an unhinged windpipe,
I sensed a grime,
Too close to comfort
Laying its crude emotions,
Overlap oblique layers of my breath.
I looked to confront my haptic self,
With a reason to glide safe for the next wile,
I never looked back again…,

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@stanly_samuel, a good description of a rainy morning despite the lack of expressed adjectives.
Sensing an uneasy stay on a dirty refuge, you fled the scene which your going there is admittedly a mistake you don’t want to acknowledge. Nice imagery.

Nadeem Qazilbash

Feelings of divine intervention, rain gods, chance encounter…

ammu sachariah

stanly, how can you say that you don’t know the language . you are very good in writing.


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