Mist Poem by Venkatesh Raghava

Mist



Sweet desires of life
Cover the mind field
To pursue and satisfy
While the Nature rarely obliges.

Bright red fruits
Blossomed buds with dew
Colorful butterflies
To posses we wish.

Instinct caresses with soft white air
To feel we with ambiance share
But from men and women here
It vanishes with time to thin air.

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