The Brittle End
drifting through life in waves of thoughts
accompanied and alone, connecting dots.
emotions locked in heart, dreams in soul
finding spring in autumn, beyond control.
a notebook of poetry, yellow pages within
a pressed pansy, ...will the brittle end begin?
17th July 2021
Sponsor Line Gauthier
Contest Name Bite Size Poem no13
Copyright © Debjani Mitra | Year Posted 2021
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