Kaleidoscope Poem by Chandan Dey

Kaleidoscope



Dry flowers
are lying inactive
on the garden floor

the wayward morsels of wind
are puffing them
from one place to another-

now,
in this late afternoon
they are in quest of dew

the colorless petals
are still trying hard
to attract the butterflies

though,
the time is changing-
relatively in the Kaleidoscope.

Sunday, May 27, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: truth
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 17 August 2019

Wayward morsels! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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