Missing Pieces Poem by Konab Ghumman
Missing Pieces
The Charm of Unknown Treasure,
And The Rise Of Bright Vision
Arrested
By The Hand Of Dust.
Self-Chosen Pain
Wears The Morality.
Wild Reality, Like
Spotless Mirror,
Is Not Encompassed.
Miracles Of Life have
Announced My Departure,
But Isolation Still Marching
Towards Missing pieces,
where some mark of reality
never faded.
Saturday, December 21, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: isolation,mirror
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