Your Warmth Doesn't Fail To Reach Me. Poem by Geetanjali Lachke

Your Warmth Doesn't Fail To Reach Me.



Time: 7: 21 am.

The shy sun knocks at my window,
What a wonderful sight,
An orange colour reminding me of someone…
Someone far away and yet reaching out.
A long distance between us but your warmth doesn't fail to reach me.

- Geetanjali Lachke.

Friday, September 3, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: colour
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