A brief shower falls.
The sky, a sudden expanse.
The warm breeze hits you.
How shall I manage,
Leaving a life thought secure?
I’ll be true to me.
Expressions - Bhagwad Jal Park
My thoughts, haikus and freelance musings
A brief shower falls.
The sky, a sudden expanse.
The warm breeze hits you.
How shall I manage,
Leaving a life thought secure?
I’ll be true to me.