Friday 28 September 2018

Sonnet 3

I look at him like a total stranger
A heavy fog of gloom all over spread
Abruptly I broke the silence of dread
Took off the holy ring sensing danger

Shocked by my action his eyes widened
Vowed to convince he is innocent
He knew not I am very vigilant
I knew his truth he never imagined

Panic flutters fast now in my belly
Stutters of goose bumps on the skin bristled
Better you leave me as I am puzzled
Unable to endure your lies so delly

Touch of calm like balm as he went his way
A stitch in time saves nine as the wise say

© 2018 B.S.Saroja
28/09/2018

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