poem, poetry N: Nocturne #NaPoWriMo Posted by ipsyb on April 16, 2019April 16, 2019 I sit in the dark While the house sleeps The familiar sighs The gentle creaks The thump of a tail All the sounds I own As the house becomes home And I can rest in peace. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading...
ipsita banerjee 