Warmth of windows
Chilly breeze sometimes
Noisy tears from heavens
Corner to be.
Her eyes wandered
Deodars,Silver linings
Puffed up Pigeons
Corner to be.
Chaotic mind disturbed
Visions beyond soothed.
Soft unknown aroma
Corner to be.
He coughed and coughed
Beneath the window sill
Shaking his genitals
For her to see
Corner to be?
Blotted the beautiful canvas
Fungus on dirty ink
Fear surrounded her hideaway
No more a corner to be.
Disha Sahoo
13.10.2020