Thunder
the wolves are quiet tonight
deep silence
before that burst
of lightning
strikes again
illuminates
a desperately darkened
horizon that
holds its breath
like the wolves,
I know
it is better to keep
the howls
for nights when
thunder does not compete
© Neetu Malik
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Neetu Malik’s poetry is an expression of life’s rhythms and the beat of the human spirit. She draws upon diverse multicultural experiences and observations across three continents in which she has lived.
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the wolves are quiet tonight
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Neetu Malik’s poetry is an expression of life’s rhythms and the beat of the human spirit. She draws upon diverse multicultural experiences and observations across three continents in which she has lived.
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Neetu Malik’s poetry is an expression of life’s rhythms and the beat of the human spirit. She draws upon diverse multicultural experiences and observations across three continents in which she has lived.
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Your poem above is beautiful and may be my favorite of your poems I’ve read. I rarely write anymore but will again. Our forum is not very active now. Time changes everything and everyone doesn’t it.
Love you Neetu,
Robbie
Thank you, Robbie, for visiting, reading and commenting on my poem. I am so happy you like it. I don’t write much either, at least at present, but it’s okay. I know our forum is very changed from what it once was and I haven’t visited in a very long time either. Change is the rhythm of life and one has to learn to accept it.