Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Ruffled Feathers---100 words Saturday

He gazed at her intently,
She  looked back only  fleetingly.
Hurt healed long since , her time had picked pace,
 no edge of the cliff and no empty space..                                               She was unruffled ,she had found her footing.                                          

  His time since then, stood stagnant....
  In the dark nights,he still dreamt
  he missed the last train home ,yet again
 She still stirred in him,feelings deep
 he realized,they had stayed...they never did leave

 She looked up in the sky,
 old ,worn out  feathers,
 on her feet had gathered..
She shook them off her feet,
ruffled feathers never did look neat...

This is 100 words  for Everydaygyaan

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