In a desperation to get it right
I walk into the room
full of memories.
Peace lilly, my best friend
watches from the corner.
I look at the chaos
of deafening silence.
A pink birthday hat and
untold boxes of coffee mugs
but my favourite colour is a sparse word.
And home is a photo frame.

Inspiration for this poem is derived from my living room.

Observations used from the exercise:

1.Peace lilly sees me from the corner of the room

2.a desperation to get it right

3.Home confined in a frame

4.Chaos of the world outside

Deepthi Raj Kokkeragadda

Writer | Poet | Storyteller

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