A rainy saturday evening....

Cloudy skies -gloomy as they could be;
Making life ,seem more miserable, then it actually is..

A poet ,i am not,
Yet words tumble out of my head at speed of light..
Making a rythm in their own right

Making the situation ,more complex is the thunder storm with all it`s might
Reminding me how dreadful is the lonely night..

If only i had wings of flight
To rescue me from this plight..
And soar high into a sky so bright..

Sunny Daffodil

I am resurfacing again on the blog scene after a long hiatus( almost a year now)..So here goes my poetic rants on the all things briight and sunny as well as dark and gloomy.