The photo was captured in November last year. The sky often turns into a deep shade of pink after rain in the evening.
For many weeks I have been trying to write a poem based on the picture. My baby often wakes up twice at night and then I find it hard to go back to sleep. I literally wrote this in those moments between waking and sleeping. Yup, I have turned into a 3 am poet. 😀 It’s funny sometimes, I would wake up in the morning and find a hundred ideas added in my notes app.
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Linking to Wordless Wednesday, ww by Esha and Natasha, image-in-ing, skywatch friday
I always marvel at your skill-sets, Raj. Poet, Yogi, Artist, Gardner, Lovely Mommy, Writer with a wicked sense of humour, IT Professional (did I get that right, eh?)
Have always loved your poetry and this 3 am poetry is neat.
More power to you, you versatile girl who wears so many hats with elan.
Love ❤
Beautiful… both the words and sky capture!! Good work, 3 am poet 😀