Messy hair, baggy clothes,
A man among folks, he walks.
With a glass of beer,
Admiring the breeze, brings him ease and peace.
He looks unreal under winter fall,
Mountains of snow melt and flow,
Marking a trace around him,
Sneaking secretly under the dim.
Dimples pop in his cheeks, seeing the sneaky peak,
White and smooth, a remembrance of his youth.
~Kavi
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Kavi's Writings
PoetryA two beautiful lines can became a poem.... Just a girl who loves to express her thoughts in words Hope my words will make you smile a bit atleast like i found my happiness in words Journey of searching happiness in words ♡
