Wanderings
written by: Abha Das Sarma
@abhadassarma
of soul
unguarded in flesh-
shirking shadow
drenched in sun.
I dig a hole
and let the camera sink-
excavated sand
lingers on the rim
like the days
over the lens.
Far rumblings
of children’s play,
men’s chaffer-
chirping of a silver throated robin
in a blue-black heaven,
I seek my dwellings
under the advancing dusk.
Latest posts by Abha Das Sarma (see all)
- Rainbow in a Glass Bowl - June 13, 2024
- Wanderings - July 18, 2023
- When The Love Grows Old - August 25, 2022