Dust of Pain
In the seamless bright sky mine
I’m on cloud nine
Fantasy wind
Flutters my mind.
Cloud sails away on sudden squall
See my dreams fall
In the abyss
Of beleaguered bliss.
Life’s cracked trail tries to circumvent
Crushed heart’s torment
From the dust of pain
I’ll rise again.
July 21, 2021
For Brian Strand's Contest : A Brian Strand 4 To 14 Line
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2021
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