Pond and moon

Probing for the moonIn an open pond My face appeared on the stagnant waterA breezy wind made the flowersfrom the nearby tree fall down dancing The rustling leaves fell on the pondTrembling my reflection on water abruptlyThe face on the pond whirledAnd the image disappeared twiddling Choler aroused with anxietyI stood up to tromp the…

The moon and my man!

Eyes gazing at the sea..My heart ablazed when his sandy foot touched mine..The breezy drizzle added rhythm to the choppy waves..A rogue wave bedewed the whole meLeaving the busted shells all-over me..Tears egressing from the corner of the eyelid I looked at him.. “Broken conches never hum the song of the sea” said with his…