Two sides …… by Aishwarya
caws crow call, calling,
brethren gather to a meal,
sharing comes calling,
grief fizzes pale from within,
sea refilled – cauldron of tears.
Poetry form :- Tanka (5/7/5/7/7 syllables)
Written in response to this quote :- We don’t need you to make us feel safe, because you made us feel brave.
Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for hosting Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 187. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.
Reena Saxena 