My love,
shroud your eyes and
listen to the wind as
it whistles in the silent woods
at night.
Hearken
with an ear cocked
to the rustle, the swish,
the swoosh as like a lover it
embraces.
Come feel
it’s yearning for
the nighttide as it moans
melancholily yowling in
the woods.
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Sonal Singh is the Founder/Director of a manpower search firm called Rian Placements. She dabbles in travel and writing. She believes that life is a repertoire of anecdotes strung together in a colourful array, like a beaded necklace. The various situations that we encounter, the many incidents of every day, make life a melange of tales and conversational tidbits. And, this is what she attempts to capture through her writing.
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