Between his secret
sorrows and
an egoistic world
there’s a wall
made of fog.
He names it,
the destination
of emptiness,
a place where
no light 
or darkness
could stay


It’s a day without sunshine, a day mix of thick fog, rains and clouds. I chose one of them for the 7th alphabet F. What is your favorite word with G?

Author: Archita

Musings about life and photography.

6 thoughts on “Fog”

  1. Thank you, Indira. It’s been a tough month with everything plus blogging daily. But I am enjoying writing everyday. Thank you for your words, Indira.:)

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