Finding squirrels in the skies
Tag: skies
Mr. Cat on a Branch
Perched on the branch,
Mr. Cat watched the changing colors of the sky,
With its emerald eyes.
The black and white version of the sketch looks cleaner but the colored version highlights the imperfections, just to make things more believable and achievable.
Symmetrical ripples
In the grey cloudy sky
A lone bird swam across it.
The Wait
Who would have known
That I would sit here
Whiling away my time
Staring absently at the sky.
Sometimes a honey bee
Breaks my reverie
Sometimes I sip on my tea
Listening to chirping melodies.
Hours fly by
From daylight to twinkles in the sky
As I sit and dreamily wait
For my lover to walk through the gate.
Overcast
Why does this happen every time?
Darkness..
overcast skies..
Are a weakness.
Why do I get drawn towards you?
Why do I get overwhelmed
An unknown fear.
Nuraine Sadaf 