Musings of a Medical Student
It’s a dreary Tuesday, Sitting by the window, Clouds mask the sun, Dewy drops cascade down the glass, Warm mug ensconced, In my shivering hands, Strong, aromatic liquid, Burnt sienna hue, Laced with brown sugar, Caresses my tongue and Courses down my throat, Filling me with warmth, And the feeling that I can conquer anything.
Happy to share, my poem got published in the Indian periodical magazine! Do give it a read by tapping the link below and let me know what you think! Walls
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