Routine

~ Rijul Ballal

A drop of water running down glass

I reach and try to find it

I run my fingers trying to write

I run lines, I smell lies

write a line try again

listen to a voice

I don’t seem to be going anywhere

I can’t pass through glass

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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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