At 6 o’clock in the morning when loneliness stalks you,
visit your garden, listen to the whisper of the branches.
See how green the grass looks at the other side of your body.
Watch the cloud worshiping the bright orange hue in the sky,
see how everything in the nature is neatly arranged,
so individualistic, so alone, yet so much in order and friendship. Continue reading “At 6 o’clock in the morning”
We are always seeking each other.
At coffee shop,
On the open pages of websites,
After each weird ringtone of
a new text on the phone,
inside closed room,
outside in a very floral
Searching is hard. Finding harder.
Continue reading “The opposite of loneliness”
Two days ago, I thought of taking a walk to a nearby store. It was afternoon ; a warm weekend afternoon when people either chose to be busy or take a nap again.
Continue reading “Just A Day…”