Moments
I know what I
have to do now,
Each cell
demands a winnable fight,
Not knowing the
fallouts,
The twilight
stripped down to a lean ray,
Running water’s
edge-
The tall grass
caressing fingers,
Evening breeze
comes like a healer
But the darkness
lingers in spine, in iris,
With lofty
promise and deep learning
come some
unknown peril,
Memories spin
and at the end teach me
Something that I
never care to listen.
Knowing moments
are temporary,
I pick one by
one and blow them away.
@gopallahiri
2 comments:
deftly penned dear poet
Thanks
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