The colors of our souls may differ
As the flowers have different petals
But in essence we are all the same
Fighting windy days or
To emerge through the bushes of darkness
Among the feathers and stars
Wishing for light moments
Of happiness and serenity,
Wishing for some clarity
In our solemn eyes that
Seek the answer to the question
"What is life?"
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Musings ✔️
PoetrySome thoughts, some plots, connecting some dots. Circling in my mind, they were bound, so I penned them down. Here they are free, amidst the blue skies and we. 2018 Poetry Collection.
