alone in the house
reading the news of the day
i slipped into a nap on the sofa
a sudden chill down the spine
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Another great write in your surreal series Indira...I enjoyed it.
right Indi..when we are alone, day-mare is inevitable...but i prefer day dream..
The surreal thought you had may seem to be astonishing.. But we leave in the world where majority have similar looks as in the poem. Beautiful poem. congrats sandhya
May be the crystal ball in you is predecting the future. Evolution shuns all those parts of the body that remain unused for a long time. So you just had a vision of the future humans. Surrealism is an addiction..Beware!
great comprehensible written piece....well done! ! ! I always love your poems...thx my friend! ! !
Oh! Indira....I loved your real-surreal world....and your thought process....It's so readable....10+
it was a world mysteriously chilling my stiffled screams that failed to leave my vocal cords were heard by none but me great Thoughts I loved your battling!