Snooty morning dew,
On the edge of leaf;
When glares in light,
Forgets light is trap of sun;
If thinks will stay on,
Is mistaken,
Will melt and fall on land;
Most forget glowing Bling,
Is just a phase;
Changes overtime,
As day to night,
Spring to scorching hot;
Hauteur in bling Bling,
Weakens to think beyond;
© Sadashivan Nair
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