Between commitment

there is time in a day
there are days in a time
we find ourselves
in between commitment

a cup of tea
butter the sky
listen to the birds’ gossips
drift to here and there
enjoy the me time

many mugs of coffee
painted all moods of the sky
witnessed the birds’ territory battles
trapped in the gap of in between
enduring the sorrow of
going no where

Too little too much – The Green Collection

the garden was dry
too little rain
the rain came
too much of it
too little care
for it
it rotted the garden

she was unattended
too little touch
he came
too much passion
too little care
for her
he suffocated her

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