Sky painted in red
Yellow patches – warmth around
Broken but that light............

Unforgettable
Eternal, boundless, heartfelt
A final goodbye

I can’t move,
I can’t wake up
I’m screaming for you.
Shake me
Slap me (if you can without hate)
Wake me up
But my brain dropped the gate

Dream it,
Plan it,
Do it
.
.
Marriage
If you are lucky,
Stay blessed,
If you are unlucky
Regret it.
19/7/2025

isn't it enough that the wind
makes tumbles of the umbrellas

that dark staccato notes of rain
strike with such force that we pause
  
our busy little lives and marvel at it?
isn't it enough that the very next moment

the sky turns so impossibly blue
that we remember we all have wings?