Grace and Solitude

I don't floss when I am in chaos: Instead at one toss avail my crayons. If you need me to exploit my precious brain, I would come up with pretty sketch with less strain. I don't glitter when I feel bitter: Will just hang on to buffer when I suffer. If you question me whether I believe in lord, I would say yes with a single word. I act mature when I face Nature: Highly love observing tree sitting there free. If you expect me to show my happiness, I would just express it through my dance with utter craziness. I speak to my soul when I am alone: Will swallow my pain by getting drenched in rain. If you gravely wish to shower me your grace, I would withdraw my solitude with love embrace. 26-4-2020 ~DEEPA~ 'Grace and solitude' Poetry Contest Placed as Honorable Mention In BRIAN'S CHOICE B,any form,any theme Poetry contest Sponsored by Brian Strand