By R.S.

The swallows flew south, Gathering on telephone wires. The streets grumbled and huffed, Weighed down by grey tyres. The city ripped at the seams, Worn-out, frowned. In the sea of apathy, Voices dwindled and drowned. Joy shrivelled and wept, waylaid in a corner— Itself, the pallbearer And the mourner. The lamp posts blinked and sighed, In the midst of commotion And the piers dangled their feet, In the sleepy blue ocean.
Radhika Soni (R.S.) writes poetry to find harmony in life. She is greatly influenced and inspired by the poetry of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Lord Byron, Edgar Allan Poe, Robert Frost, Pablo Neruda, W.H. Auden and William Butler Yeats to name a few. She loves nature walks and rises early to draw inspiration from the morning star.
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