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Disruption
We landed in a place
where blue is a way of life
and colours, just an interruption.
We found ourselves stuck
in the sun that kissed us brown
and turned the sea golden.
The drizzle was our reward
for the times when
the sun burnt our hopes.
The breeze was caressing
it turned up the silence
that marked the end of the storm.
Clouds hid and sought
as wind stirred the ocean
the ship bobbed, but stayed put.
We found a place
where bobbing is a way of life
and moving, just a disruption.
© Ishita Nigam Garg
#writcopoem #writcopoet #poem #poetrycommunity #poems #heaven
where blue is a way of life
and colours, just an interruption.
We found ourselves stuck
in the sun that kissed us brown
and turned the sea golden.
The drizzle was our reward
for the times when
the sun burnt our hopes.
The breeze was caressing
it turned up the silence
that marked the end of the storm.
Clouds hid and sought
as wind stirred the ocean
the ship bobbed, but stayed put.
We found a place
where bobbing is a way of life
and moving, just a disruption.
© Ishita Nigam Garg
#writcopoem #writcopoet #poem #poetrycommunity #poems #heaven
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