Unsold

Unsold Rain was on its last breath, night alive People walked fast taking care To avoid puddles mixing with garbage Vegetable vendors had dumped outside For strays animals to eat Potbellied hawkers sold their food From grubby carts, lined up the street They didn’t shout nor advertise Yet clients came in a steady stream Who … Read more

Night

when the world sleeps soul wakes up throwing away the robes and crowns and burdens heavy of the day turning Into a wisp of cloud floating freely in the night ©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar