bhavin palan


Memoirs

THE BACKDROP WAS JUST PERFECT
LONELY BRIDGE AND A LONELY SOUL
STROLLING ON, I FELT THE BREEZE
COLD BUT STILL FRESH..
THE FAIRWORKS OF NATURE
HAD AROUSED THE SUBCONCIOUS ME
LOST IN CONTEMPLATION, I MOVED ON
IN THE UNEXPLORED DIMENSION
I COULD FAINTLY GAUGE

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