Woke up to new truth, not insipid, not dud
Woke up to new life, fresh as blooming bud
Spring kindled, ah green, can I have more?
A slight twitch you say, um, salubrious sore
Dissent looks in the eye, as seasons clash
Does it matter,ever again in this cosmic bash
Potpourri of thoughts and emotions overwhelm
As it ensconses the truth, smugly, at the helm
Lovely lines... your poetry is astounding..the play of words and the richness of thought is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThe lines that contrast between a new truth on one side and dissent on other say a lot about what many of us go through regularly, without even realising it..
Its a sheer pleasure reading your works :)
Thanks Ashish!
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