Pitter patter, a downpour's fury.
Cocooned under warm covers.
Enveloped in darkness
The shards of light
Cast upon the ceiling
from the blinds
Everything is listening silently
except for the sound of the rain.
This tiny slot in cyberspace is a home for my poetry when the outside world is too tired, too empty to care. My poems are a reflections of my thoughts, my emotions. A way to know a little more about the inner me.
(Un)fortunately a procastinator by nature, she also spends her free time moonlighting as a junior doctor. Known for her unintentionally funny quips, she is searching for that elusive half-full cup of optimism. Really, she is just trying to live life the best way she knows. :)
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