Theme: Life

Romantic Soul

by Suchithra Balan
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Turned to a bird in cage invisible my mind
Wondered why unclipped my wings
When flights vanished from wishful thinking
Turned to a stem bare sans petals my mind
Linger on why must fragrance, wondered
Never will abloom, be joy to an onlooker
Shut my dreamy eyes, romantic me laid to rest
Stoic, glad to be..... stays behind though, my soul


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