The sky this morning seemed to me like a canvas on which an artist poured out his heart and soul,
Painting colours all tangy as if he accidentally spilled a can of orange juice just above the surface,
The mystery and flecks of darkness lit up a fire in me, no water can extinguish,
I am thirsty, parched and longing, waiting to be filled up to the brim,
A desire so deep not even lust and passion together can defeat,
The sky looked fierce, wild and ready for the storm,
I just wished to be engulfed by it,
Buried deep in it's abyss...
-©Pratibha Badgal AA
I wrote this as a freewrite a few days back. I hope you people like it.
All the posts under the name Pratibha Badgal AA are my own.
