[This is an old post. It was sitting in my drafts for a long time. It might be a little too philosophical, but I tend to be that way while watching sunsets]. At ten thousand feet, I was texting pictures to everyone back home about how I have come to watch the sunset. Not realizing … Continue reading Post #12 – While I watched the Sun set
I try to give words To the sounds I hear At this beach. My vocabulary It fails me. How do I describe the continuous rumble Of approaching waves the sound of rising water Falling against water The higher the wave the louder the sound Tiny waves with their plop Waves against rocks Waves against sound … Continue reading Beach
I glance outside The window As my train halts For a signal. I see a painting Right there On my regular route To school. A perfect painting Trees, hills A setting sun Clouds and the horizon. The complete landscape Right there All that was missing Was a canvas and paint Some paintbrushes. And a person … Continue reading Through a dirty window
One minute the Sun is up Shining in the sky And then it's gone An orange ball Fleeing Into the horizon Plunging the world Into darkness And silence A colourless sky Envelopes us while we stare into it Weaving dreams And hopes Making wishes Till sleep takes over And the Sun is back again.