Caves
Caves
truth as tiny drops of water
hangs onto roofs,
waiting to nurture thoughts
creeping on dark floors,
Strange mind caves...
till flash of bright sunlight
traverses through,
for negativity to vanish
and sets dormant ideas aglow,
Strange mind caves ...
Written August 5th, 2016
For contest "Caves"
Judged on Aug 7th, 2016
Awarded N/A
Now entered for contest "Take the dagger from my heart please"
Sponsor- Broken wings
Copyright © Dr. Upma A. Sharma | Year Posted 2016
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