koyel_bell's Saved Poems

A spell of breeze

Calmness of breath

An open ground

Greenary around

Spreading hands wide

Running alone towards night

Feel of wind hitting face brings a freshness

A refreshment of a new start is smoothness to...

It is life in slow motion,
it's the heart in reverse,
it's a hope-and-a-half:
too much and too little at once.

It's a train that suddenly
stops with no station around,
and we can hear the cricket,
and, leaning out the...