Middle of Nowhere

It’s been a while. I thought I’d post another poem. And, I’d do it now without putting it off for any longer. :D

Middle of Nowhere

Sometime in the last month, after what was a nearly two and half hour journey, we – that is, a couple of friends and I – found ourselves in a place where there was almost nothing. Nobody. Save for the few houses scattered about and the sound of insects (I think it was insects), there was no sign of another life. The serene blue sky with a sprinkle of clouds and the light brown ground with a rare splash of green- it was disconcerting, to say the least.

So, that was what made me write this…..a month ago.. :D

Arya

A poet - A bookworm, definitely, a bookworm - A photographer - A simple person who loves music, making craft-y things - haunted by nightmares starring stairs without railings, spiders, snakes.

India