Walking...
Not a straight line!
Simplicity is in your assumption.
Adding an arm
You think, can bring a dimension in equation
But the trust is not that vertical
Can simply be drawn on the base.
Cursing day and night.
The pot that holds can measure the curves.
Planted so shallow onto the ground,
Was feeble
To stand against the light breeze -
That turned storm into Domino effect.
Heavy heart -
The rain continues!
Fetching the wet scriptures
Sit alone - in pigeon's nest.
Cooing - how helpless love is
Carrying the torn cover
That flutters in wind.
But there is no one beside those
Turned homeless in flood!
Walking -
Yet not moved an inch.
