Amidst us, in the ephemeral dance of time,
Modern fools, in bonds of lament rhyme.
Liquid relations flow without mercy's sway,
Like rivers unbounded, with no delay.
In search of the sun, in shadows unknown,
Wandering poets, in verses newly grown.
Words weave webs of illusion's embrace,
In a world of fleeting grace.
Fertile bonds, on paper of deceit drawn,
Our steps in the crowd, lonely, forlorn.
In literature's clarity, truth shines bright,
Amongst ruins of falsehood, love takes flight.
We sail seas of banality's tide,
In search of essence, truth to abide.
Modern fools we are, yet dreamers still,
In poetry, we find love's purest thrill.
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Poetic Kaleidoscope
PoetryDive into the mesmerizing world of "Poetic Kaleidoscope," where each poem is a shimmering star in a boundless universe of imagination. This captivating compendium invites readers on a journey through the vibrant tapestry of human experience, from th...
