One Woman, Countless Thoughts
I saw a lady.
Her face was a rainbow.
Some spots were sunny, some shady.
Her glow followed her wherever she happened to go.
Didn't she look so pretty?
Her hues, to the eyes of beholders, did show
vivid shades: to some light; to others heavy
As per their dispositions, their winds of thought did blow.
Copyright © Christuraj Alex | Year Posted 2024
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