peeping through
the stained window
seeing her grandchildren play
she
pined
for a slice of youth
peeping through
the stained window
seeing her grandchildren play
she
pined
for a slice of youth
in the attic
my grandfather’s diary
holding family secrets
forget the past
be prepared for the future
embrace the new normal
changing times
is the definition of love
changing too?
summer sun go away
let the clouds bring rain
waiting for the rain dance
I survive by
weaving my way into the bylanes
of childhood memories
The gritty grasp of concrete
The roar of city life
The white noise all around
That drowned nature’s voice
Nature has halted the human race
Told them to stop and think
It has called out to them
Pushing them to the brink
I have started to like the present
I have started to breathe again
The blue skies, the white clouds
Are now keeping me sane
hold me close
let’s forget the world
revel in our lockdown
on the concrete roof
engrossed in conversation
a murder of crows
the breath is warm
but the heart is cold …still
the bodies unite