Thursday, 25 January 2018

Random reflections

1. Wantonly plucked
    Deprives us of colourful joy.
    What nature itself
    Plucks when time comes.

2. A solitary walk
    With ghosts of past
    Never let me revel
    But my lonesome walk.
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