Touch the land…

Was having a regular desultory conversation,

inside a costly coffee shop,

the heart’s interest was ephemeral,

and the mind went off…

Towards the window across,

the eyes wandered,

crossing the glass rimmed with dirt,

it saw the real world…

There outside ,

were the penurious children laughing,

and their susurration,

was spellbinding…

Was still sitting,

with the coffee in hand,

lived enough in the skies,

now desiring to touch the land…

0 thoughts on “Touch the land…”

  1. Charity Mutio says:

    Beautifully short in a way that leaves you yearning for more….

    1. shreyans says:

      thank you so much for reading and appreciating..

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