On a sunny day
Ghosts hide away.
But you will, oft-times
Ghouls find
In the dark
Corners of the human mind
And the heart
Unclean, where no gleam
Of light is ever seen.
On a sunny day
Ghosts hide away.
But you will, oft-times
Ghouls find
In the dark
Corners of the human mind
And the heart
Unclean, where no gleam
Of light is ever seen.
Very enjoyable, Kevin.
Thank you, Robbie.
Yup, that’s the way it is, Kevin, and then it’s a waste of a sunny day 😉
Thanks, Kunal. I’m pleased you can relate to my poem. It is a lovely sunny day here in the UK incidentally. Best – Kevin
We could swap places, you know, it’s touching the high 30s in Mumbai 🙂
I have longed wished to visit India. I visited Sri Lanka in September 2001, but I’ve never ventured to India.
Come on over, I say! Just give yourself time, there’s so much to see and trust me, you’ll love the sensory overload!