The rusty old piano sits there
Years of disuse
Centuries of neglect (more…)
Meghana
An English graduate who adores the diverse caprices of the language. I'm just on a journey to explore the world and try to find my true self, all through poetry. I enjoy reading, and in my spare time, I bake a tonne of sweetmeats.
#3- Ballerina
You smile across the table
Your eyes locked with her dancing frame
Watching, observant, as she gets lost in the music (more…)
#1- Drops of love
Petrichor invading my senses
As I stand on the sandy earth
The drops of water falling on me
Gently, from the heavens above
The winds around me are strong
Lifting things up from around me
But the torrents are stronger
As the drizzle turns to downpour
Soaked in drops of love
My hands held out
Reaching to embrace the sky
As I twirl in circles
While the stream falls unceasingly
It pools in sandy craters around
Crashing thunder and incessant pattering
But I smile and stay under the grey sky
As the clouds hustle and bustle above
Feeling the rain kissing my skin
While the Petrichor invades my senses
Hi Everyone!
So, this is my first Poetry Marathon, and I’ve chosen to do the Full marathon this year! Looking forward to this experience! Good luck everyone!
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Meghana