Johnny Pyro Poet I do not know?

Figments of Nature

Echoing passage of filters
flash fictioning autumn glitters
a reflection of moments in memories
passed onto lives
a label onto times, still in the present
fading in its autumn glory of imaginations
lost moments suddenly inevitably rekindle
thoughts indelible refresh
trapped in petaled dreams alive present forever
gradually inscribing in fashionable designs onto dreams
shielded under deserted trees of silence
lingering helpless on unexplored floors……..

come
rise
follow me
let us journey into these autumn like passage of inscriptions that unfold before thee……

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