The Addiction

clouds gathered here on the ether rains are getting ready to fall down storms are in frolicsome mood with dusty wind my love in happiest movement of facebook gossiping i'm and my pen how wonderful alone by seeing far dark-blue barking sky words after words monotonous to pleasant as rosary beads showers my sight pebbles with surfing waves calls me with night beauty darkish moon-lit beach writes inert life cast away the snail the crab crawling on sandy entwine the whole nerve of my pen clouds, rains, storms envelop a letter for my love and me “she addicted to facebook and me to poetry!” -December 14, 2018 Chattogram