Plaint Poem by Mrudula Rani

Plaint

Rating: 5.0


Untold intellections of mine
as whispers in the wind skid,
ram into oblivion,
with hying meteorite's splendor and speed.

Vivid echo that ensues
In the wake of transient thought
Nudges me to net surmise.
I am yet tracing an idea that wasn't.

Plaint
Sunday, July 5, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: introspection
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 06 July 2020

A well composed piece. Simply awesome....10+++

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