A Poetic Life
Wherever I see
touch & feel
a sense of positivity emits.
Flowers shape the garden,
colours have painted them
a huge that washes away.
The sky of blue
& meadows green
mix away in the sea.
Away to the horizon they meet
& the vast blue ocean
with the sky’s reflection
where ships go in fleet.
The smell of the wet land
& silts, sands
makes one go mad.
Deep underground,
where fossils are found
I would have touched
if it was around.
The strength of lion
in the jungle,
& humans in the crowd
& there up the sky
the eagle roams about.
This way goes on the trail of thoughts of a poet
nothing’s being cared, what’s early & what’s late,
everything is just great!
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A Poetic Life