Overflowing


Augmented imagination
Haunts the subconscious
Stories need to be foretold

Restricted platforms
Words and frames insufficient
Just like clouds unbounded

Should light fades
Eyes will lose essence
Will ears be enough?

Or like the smoke
It will all be just,
Nothing but ghost

3 Responses to "Overflowing"

  1. I really enjoyed reading this, quite lovely and soothing, and what a beautiful shot to go with it!

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  2. Even the smoke has its materiality !

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  3. like a dew drop falling from a leaf blade..you poem touched my heart

    regards,
    wanderer

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