An evocative poem, by Saanj, exclusively for Different Truths.
Quiet nights like these,
Moistened eyes closed,
Moonbeams on my face,
Thoughts on a random flow.
No time to make amends,
The heart a lonely shore,
Stars too far out of reach,
Holding out for something more.
Seeking my way around,
The darkness, a quieter shroud.
A vacuum so big, the silence,
The clock, suddenly so loud.
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Belonging to Madikeri in Coorg, Saanj Thimmaya, essentially is a small-town girl at heart. A degree in arts and trained to become a life coach and counsellor, she worked in diverse fields before settling in as a stay at home mom to two boys. She now indulges in her love poetry, art, photography, nature, travel, counselling, keeping herself occupied in writing, workshops for teens, volunteer work with the elderly, books, music, travelling and reiki.
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Wonderful writing.
Thanks Sangiii
Love the play of words. You have woven the words together beautifully to bring out the emotions behind the poem.
Play of words .. Interwoven beautifully to bring out the depth of emotions.. Made a wonderful read.