Already tired,
even if the sun is bright
and this day seems harmless
A huge darkness accumulates inside me
like the sharp tongue of a thaw
harsh winds are rolling my thoughts
A storm feeds her central eye with my light
the sun can’t penetrate this armour
and due to this pressure difference,
tears turn to snow
The unsuspecting reader will find themselves embroiled in a deftly conjured existential ennui.
Thank you, Louis Kasatkin!!!
Engaging imagery !!
Thank you so much, Monika Ajay Kaul!!!
A host of well-defined images summons up an apt ambiance.Lovely.
Thank you, VijayNair!!! Much appreciated!!!
Interesting word play..loved it
Thank you very much, Sarada Kuchibhotla!!!