Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
YUKTIPoems
While I lay quiet still in the dark Ashes of my cigarette Spread all around in the ground While I lay quiet still in the dark I think that maybe I am that touch Of wind that destroys the castle of cards. While I lay quiet still in the dark Eyes closed and slowly sipping wine With fingers moving on the rim of the glass. ©yukti
0
Dec 4, 2018
Dec 4, 2018 at 1:06 AM UTC
While I lay quiet still in the dark
While I lay quiet still in the dark Ashes of my cigarette Spread all around in the ground While I lay quiet still in the dark I think that maybe I am that touch Of wind that destroys the castle of cards. While I lay quiet still in the dark Eyes closed and slowly sipping wine With fingers moving on the rim of the glass. ©yukti
#randomwriteup#hellopoetry#hp#wineglass#cigarette
YUKTI
Written by
YUKTI
21/F/INDORE ,INDIA
Dec 4, 2018
Dec 4, 2018 at 1:06 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem