Poetry

The Whispering Leaf – Afzal Moolla

Infinite tendrils, weave exquisite patterns, forming an immaculate, delicate sheaf, while morning’s dew whispers, tales of forgotten woes, left scribbled on every leaf. Murmurs float gently, across solitary trees, to distant forests deep and dense, teasing the waving grasses, while coquettishly inflaming every sense. Listen! For the murmurs whisper to us all, listen carefully, as … Continue reading