Dawn

On a scooter
Journeying,
The cool breeze
Of dawn sprinkled
My face like ethereal
Malt…
Birds were scattering
Dawn like an epiphany
Of poems…
The sky is blooming
Into flowery colors…
Clouds are dancing
Like butterflies in
Poetic prose….
I am feeling so
Sedated with
Weeds of happiness…
My mind merged with
This tranquil lullaby
As Songs of love
Written by Solomon…

Author: psiberite

I am a Hellenic Philistine driven by the made pursuit of aestheticism, an existential nihilist and post modern deconstructionist.

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