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HAIKU HEIGHTS #208 RED
Satin red strokes,
embalmed memoirs concocted,
Euphony melts the heart.
Shared with: Onesingleimpression,Poets united
OSI
CREATIVITY
Present he was,
but posed to be
absent.
Absent,
creativity
of his countenance.
PROMPTS : Absent and creative by OSI and Sunday Scribblings
Me ,Myself n I
octave of emotions ,
crumbled me n my creations..
it was a mystical touch,
was a brash single impression,
shortcut to tranquility seems wiser,
but was out of the blue,
to disappear in the oblivion……
uneasy to hold….
Intense instincts of
Me myself n I knocked the nerves,
the vision of the soul is cleared ,
it wanna draw towards the blue,
wanna draw towards the ocean …
ODIzzEY 