‘Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.’ ~Carl Sandburg
Uninhibited
Was she
Undaunted
In love
Unsuspecting
Deluded soul
Unnerving
Foreboding
Unmoving
Lifeless
Unclaimed
Body
Unlived
Short life
Unwarranted
Tragedy
Unloved
She
Unperturbed
You
‘The water heaved and rushed. And the ship throbbed away, like a great, unfaithful heart, from the fading, mist-blurred land.’ ~Anita Vivanti Chartres
By Sulekha Rawat
Oh Sulekha, that was lovely, Read it again and again…. Always love looking at the sea. Big hugs my dear
Eli, thanks a ton.
That was beautiful, Sulekha!
Loved the picture, too! It’s a favourite!
Shilpa, mine too 🙂 Thanks.
Gracias !
Thank you.