Words Of Time Poem by Geetanjali I
Words Of Time
leg behind
the emotion
even to walk single file
buzzing with rain flies
a turn onto a word
or two,
a shelter in it
more like
a canopy
of stable
formations
frisk and mellow as
peace, a greenery
of meadows;
scaffolding of abstracts
vaporizing into
its immensity,
Alphabets are wondrous,
alphabets are longed for,
for words fall short
of time
of emotions
every
single
time...
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