YET ANOTHER DAY

as the wind whistled past the twigs,
that lay unfettered on a yellow green carpet,
the ball of fire
sank beneath the cotton draped dust
suspended in the air that followed you home.
with yet another day
sworn at judgement,wed to some unknown,
that walked past you
and told you in some hidden symphony
known to only you and he,
about an unworthy mortal,
he often called--you.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Nice flow of thoughts led to perfect ending. I liked the use of description leading to hopeful end. Some people make us want to live and dance. Thank you Shweta for sharing your amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Shweta Sunil]

Thankyou so much, Coyote :")

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Shweta.

[George Peck]

I love this poem great on it's own but made me feel like it could e part of something ore like a play or story or even a bigger poem. Still beautiful on it's own tho.

[Shweta Sunil]

Yeah!
That's true.. I'll try to incorporate it into my future writing.
It could say a story.
Thankyou so much for the beautiful idea :")

[George Peck]

anytime thank you for sharing.

[Emily]

I really liked this one!
Keep it up!!

[Shweta Sunil]

Thanks Emily :)