Monday 25 September 2017

Poetry 2017 Featured Poet, Aarti Sonar

Awkwardly  Comfortable

From the corner of my garden,
I sit to sympathise my problems with the sky
The heels of prettiness do not make me happy,
I find the solace on the lawn of infinity with my bare feet.
World looks fatal to me and my place divine.
Tried convincing me to go out,
But the chirping of those from my verandah do not give me the permission,
Thought of going out to buy love,
Couldn't find more than what I find backyard in my puppy's eyes.
In those walls, I found freedom.
Freedom I didn't get in the happening world.

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