9:22

~ Rijul Ballal

Sodium Vapor lamps

Alien Tar

Orange streets

A house blue,white and grey

with a foreign  square window

now colored orange

stares back at me

I wonder if its real

Orange trees sway

to a breeze that I can not find

I am sure now

I am dreaming

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Published by Rijul Ballal

There’s poetry in every cloud and a story behind every leaf that flutters down. We’re all nomads under the eternal blue sky. Check out my work on rijul ballal.wordpress.com, like, comment and subscribe :)

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