A drizzle or two,
The chirpy morning
Made way
For another
Silent evening.
My umbrella
Singing
The patting rain song.
My feet are
Dragging me up
The undiscovered slope.
Down below
I can still see
The hill town.
Further down
Flows the
Gurgling river.
2 comments:
One thing that I love in your verses is the fact that it seems so picturesque even though you the verses are not very descriptive.
Loved this one as well.
@ zave thank you for your well thought out comment. I know my verses are less descriptve than my images...in fact this was worse even few months ago.
may be I will take more time to simplify things.
regards,
wanderer
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