May flowers bedded on sand
Summer sailed in deserted land
Rain dropped over skies
My grief buried in dreams.
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Hi Sekharan, May flowers, summer sailing in the desert, rain dropping over skies....... the imagery creates a fantastic melancholy mood for the last line bringing out the silent grief buried in dreams. The lines But I stand still to observe / the notion behind the curtain takes the expression forward in rapt silence, but stops short of crying out loud. Beautiful poem. Congrats and a full ten.
Our observation can find reason behind our grief and show the way to overcome.Nice penning.
Sorrows, grief, everything comes has to go, observation is nice, good share
Game of promises comes and goes But I stand still to observe... .we may find reason behind our grief and may overcome it. Wise sharing. Thanks.