Coco and Poco were little puppies a while ago,Handsome boys, Poco is clever, Coco more so.Little I love them, generous amounts I get back,It started […] Read More
Tag: free verse
You’re the lost one amongst the sorted,Wanting things that nobody wanted;Against the grain, fog in the brain,You dream, they think it’s in vain. 17
The patter of raindropson the summer-baked roof-tops;Like soft jingle to ears.Takes me back years. The smell is familiar,The feeling is old;And yet when it rains,Even […] Read More
A montage of bygones hurries back. I can’t avoid it at this time of the night. A long train of irreversible past, reverberates in my […] Read More
The living grieve over the dead. Death is a strange affair. In it, the dead actually survive, the living die. 6