Sonal Singh On Sonal's Table

In between the spaces of dream and reality, I found you Like an alluring enigma, you shimmered in the Half light. I knew then, I was in love with only an illusion But it was enough.   Image – Yohann Lc via unsplash  

  She was the mellow glow of dawn, He was the brooding moods of dusk. She was the sparge of summer rain, He was the cloak of the dark night. She was the fragrant rose in spring, He was the chill of the winter snow. Together they were day and …

The brooding blues of your days And the bleeding red’s of mine Hold us at bay, as sightless we Navigate these treacherous lanes Of our hearts, beating in tandem.   In this pantomime we call our life We waltz together, enshrouded By the deep shadows of our past Fearful that …