Metamorphosis
Metamorphosis
When I was high in the sky like eagle,
I saw rocks neighbouring Sequoia stood,
But when I descended, I fell in pool.
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Form.
Note : After staying away from my pen for long... My luminaria communed with me and we came up with a new form of poetry, Entitled 'Ancestral Form' : It goes with an Iambic pentameter, 3 lines, with a single rhyme scheme. It's derived under the motive of hiding oceans of emotions within few drops of lines.
I hope you'll all love it and patronise my form of poetry. Thanks. Josh Berry.
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