It's like a bird
limited by movements
brooding later
on love, feed, and flight, flight, flight.
It's like a fish
swimming in a sea of habits
forgetting self
for few minutes of relishing self.
It's like the lord of forest
thumping paws cause earthquakes
sweet will paints air- red or green
till time puts a radio collar.
It's like a diamond
angle of vision creates the glitter.
16th Nov.2016
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