"Some days when I am able to pick a pen and write, I know I have been blessed."~Savita

Welcome to my blog. In my quiet hours I seek to touch the depth of myself and my surroundings. My thoughts that take form of poetry are just the scratches on the surface of life as it reveals to me. Wrapped in a delicate veil of symbolism and ambiguity these verses and expressions also fulfill my desire to share a bit of my self with others. I hope reading them would be as enjoyable for you as writing them has been for me.

Friday, August 4, 2017

A Bed Of Flowers

An abandoned spiderweb
Survived the onslaught of
Winter's ice and snow.

The spring came and filled 
The spider web with tiny flowers
Shredded from the bush above.

A tiny insect now enjoys 
The comfort of a soft white bed! 

A tantalizing feast for eyes!

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