- My entire life
I craved constant.
Sailing in my ship
In the still, sleepy water.
You came in
Like an unexpected tsunami
with imbalanced waves in my still water
and I wondered,
How could a shipwreck ever look so pretty?
~Samruddhi.
YOU ARE READING
This simple, complicated life.
PoetryA collection of poems that I wrote when thoughts overwhelmed me.
