Pages

Folds of Autumn

Folds of Autumn Some seasons arrive softly— in a lingering moon, distant birdsong, and memories that blush across the horizon. And when the ...

Monday, May 9, 2022

Impromptu

Just like that, you walk into my life.

Chance meeting.

And you decide to stay back.

For a little while.

And then extending your stay.

And just like that I pick up my pen.

Impromptu scribblings about us.

Gradually becoming a book of poems.

Like our eternal echoes.



Linking with Weekend Writing Prompt #258- Impromptu


Welfare unto all

Rab rakha

2 comments:

Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.