It has been quite a number of days since I wrote the first post of this series.Things have been really bothersome lately and I have been working hard to get everything work at the same time.Here is a painting that caught my eye a few days back and I just could not get it off my head.So,here goes the second inclusion.Hope you enjoy going through the poem. 😊
Swiftness paraphrased
In golden strands
Built across the line of error
Amidst indulgence
Amidst visions
Claw thy bosom
Infringe thy soul
Back inside
Further on the inner side
Of a man
A solitary reaper grows old.
Distanced in the aviation
Fragmented on the cloud-fall
Rounded flights
Gather calls
Like dandelions in spring.
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