Today it’s different outside, not that clumsy, wet, sullen morning
My wish is to see the same sunset which I witnessed awestruck from my attic,
I catastrophize each day thinking of you far away,
Which way did you come back to my home again...?
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Ananya a fictitous day is a perfect title though i don't think the sentiment is fictitous and I love the way you weave your words. great work.
a fiction, a myth, an illusion are the theme yet there are some honest and true portrayal of sights, style is unique.
Thanks for the comment nd encouragement, wrote it when obama was elected... cud u suggest me what cud be the title other than this..i just write what i feel like i know such nuances about poetry writing...
a fictitious day is not so fictitious......... just penned well and flowing in good path... very nice to read........
I like the spontaneity of feelings in the lines, bursting with impetuous emotions.