Tuesday 21 January 2020

One more line

It’s that time of the night
when crickets fall into
a deafening cacophony,
racing wheels slow down
and cease to burn the roads,
my home goes quiet
but for the whirring ceiling fans
when I know I should be counting sheep
and putting myself to sleep
and my muse keeps me awake and eager
to put together one more...
just one more line of poetry.

© Sujatha Warrier 2019

1 comment:

  1. superb...
    One more line,
    it encapsulates it all..
    Brilliance of your soul
    stirring, mooring

    All the best, looking forward to reading the entire collection.