When the mind sways, And when the same feelings this heart portrays, And when pot is also not left with enough ink, so when the quill says, Words on the parchment feel like a cheap fabric that frays. So many lines fumbled, So many feelings got crumbled, Like someone feels when they get ghosted, Those letters, in the drawer, always remained unposted. PS: Most of my posts are late night musings. Either way, the letter posted or not, the things I write reach this online platform or not, it feels good to scribble down random words once in a while.
Sweet... :) Reminds me of my childhood... I wrote a post about it...
ReplyDeleteEvery single day well spent sums up to a life fully lived.
Yeah, the dawn chorus is so melodius!
ReplyDeleteNicely!
:)..made me smile..
ReplyDeleteNice. There is no better way to start the day than with birdsong.
ReplyDeletebird chirping and cats meowing is a perfect start for me ;)
ReplyDeleteBeautifully captured moment.
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Lovely!...I love that chirpings...pleasant and sweet....Beautiful one!
ReplyDeleteSuch a mesmerizing pic and haiku.
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