I stood before the evening sun today,
watching the decline of the day.
I was trying to figure out my thoughts
which i could not articulate. I felt lost.
Everything around seemed mundane
I asked myself, "Am I turning insane?"
My reverie was broken by a thunderclap,
all the golden rays gone, the sky turned black.
The charcoal clouds predicted the storm nearing
the beautiful day had a dreary ending.
"How apt this is", I thought
like my little bubble of happiness, long gone.
I waited for the rain to come down,
drizzle and bedew my droughted love.
But I had wished for the far-fetched,
loved him when I knew I will be heart-wrecked.
So the storm served me right,
should never have loved with hindsight.
~Supriya
"Writing feels better than speaking"
The pictures I used in this book are not mine. Credits to the respective owners...
#1 in poetry - 15/1/ 2025
#1 in thoughtsandfeelings - 16/1/2025
#1 in deepthoughts - 24/1/2025
#4 in advice - 25/1/2025
#2 in relatable - 8/2/2025
#5 in poetic - 8/2/2025
#1 in freeverse - 21/05/2022
#1 in poetrycollection - 26/05/2022
#1 in poembook - 22/05/2022
#1 in deeppoetry - 21/05/2022
#1 in deepshit - 21/05/2022
#1 in deeppoems - 10/07/2022
#3 in poet - 26/05/2022
#1 in cinquain - 27/05/2022
#1 in haiku - 22/06/2022
#1 in thought-provoking - 31/05/2022