• rahulkrishnakumar 8w

    Iam not alone here! Iam not...!!

    The adder which sleeps on the dampish stairway of old house, the ants wandering on the walls & the glittering marks of snails pathway speaking something which I really want to listen...
    The years are stagnating here in the loop of the spider lines, repeating & re-repeating, everything in this loop is covered with unknown moss, a fleck of past in the chest of timeline.
    Iam not alone here! Iam not...!!
    Richness from the past assures it's presence...
    And when I write, I feel something creeping over my head and effusing it's verdure into the depth of my poetry......
    ©rahulkrishnakumar