You never know, do ya?
Curtains of rainObscuring me from viewYet, I stand in silenceLooking at you.
One line poem for November 4, 2020
Key through the keyhole.A slight twist and a push.Walking inside, I searchFor the…
You hideYour face behindA veil of cloaked words.
Fiction, RealityOr a stream of flowIn the universe within the universeThe infinite human consciousThe mystery is yet to know.
This is an Imagà Imaginings prompt.
Inspired by Terijo’s one-line Spice prompt
Damn armadillos!
I couldn’t be mad. Not really. They say ignorance is bliss, but, unawares or not, I don’t want to…