As the summers are almost coming to an end and i welcome the rain clouds across my concrete balcony, it's time to spend some quiet time indoors. Get into writing and reading through my old works. After morning walk, i stumbled upon one of my works from 2008, it needed some revision and is now ready for reading. Hope you all will have great weekend!
Give
me a Hug
Oh,
what a calm still evening,
The
sun settling down,
Chill
breeze blowing,
Tree
leaves turning brown,
Little
black birds chirping,
Crickets
go on with their song,
Yellow
pale grass swinging,
Here
nothing can go wrong,
Remaining
ripe fruits on the tree,
They
taste so delicious,
Now
shy moon is with me,
Nothing
seems ambitious,
Curvy
river flowing gently,
I
step into her flow,
Ripples
in her heart,
Into
her depths here I go,
Floating
and giggling,
Fooling
all around,
Bliss
of freedom,
Can
you hear that sound?
No
cloths to wear,
I
don't care, ignorance I hug,
My
heart is thumping,
I
am a tiny little bug.
©Prasad.N
June 28th 2014
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Note: Wrote
this poem long time ago, revised it today, written while sitting
besides a creek on a mid Summer day.
Weekends
are so much fun, lets start it with some bone ticklers!
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