sillycon wordsmith
A digital painting by Aishwarya Vidhya Raghunath stirred the wordsmith in me. A brilliant rendition it is, of the darkness of fiery Corona red, the lonely quarantine nursed with love from afar and the golden sliver peeking, a sign of hope.
Here it is in verse form as “Lonely?”.
Thank you Aishwarya.
The yellow light of street lamp filtered through the branches of the grand old tree. It painted a carpet on the street with lovely black and white reticulated rangoli. The continuous hum of insects from all directions with the grand canopy covering the entire street corner made it look like a theatre stage all set for another evening performance. The leaves nodded to the gentle breeze, birds perked up and fluttered their wings, squirrels raced…