Hello friends. Here in, Singapore the weather is wet and gloomy. After a heavy downpour, the rain seems to have settled into a comfortable drizzle. Sharing these lines, I scribbled
The drizzling drops washed the misty fog.
The dusky night tiptoed into a tender aurora.
Stirring hazy memories of euphonious emotions.
The rising sun’s rays peeked through the drizzle.
Bursting into a blushing rainbow with a giggle.
Stirring hazy memories of euphonious emotions.
The heady fragrance of blossoming buds.
The slow buzzing of lingering honey bees.
Stirring hazy memories of euphonious emotions.
Stirring hazy memories of euphonious emotions.
But not without some muddled morose implosions.
Kalyani S Kakade
This Adbhut Life! 