neelwrites/winter/haiku/poem-03/02/2018
Morning chill spills cold__ senses benumbed, in limbo awaits balmy days. (c)2018neelanilpanicker
Morning chill spills cold__ senses benumbed, in limbo awaits balmy days. (c)2018neelanilpanicker
IRONY By Neel Anil Panicker Poor__bare bodied, cold ___shivers, sells winter flowers, Rich stop to buy warmth. (c)neelanilpanicker2017 #poem/haiku/5-7-5
Sunday Photo Fiction – September 24th 2017 Hosted by SPF at https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2017/09/24/sunday-photo-fiction-september-24th-2017/ DEAD LEAVES, ALIVE MEMORIES By Neel Anil Panicker The short collars don’t get dirty and yellowed anymore. Gone is the irritatingly hideous touch of slow burning sweaty droplets trickling down starched white shirts, the pungent smell staying with you long after an angry sun … Continue reading neelwrites/deadleaves/spf/200words/flashfiction/25/09/2017