Grey Scraps Poem by Sandhya Suri

Scraps
of words in simplicity
in the spirit of the thoughts it spews.

Hungry for wit
and the unusual
…seen it all
been there.

Hungry for meaningful substance
yet to learn
to unravel,
to muse over.

Morsels
of thoughts
that will evoke
wonder and disdain.

Hungry for the fragments
that can move
and nudge me…

Scraps
that lie in buried rarity
of the unusual and sublime.

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