Puzzle Dream of a Scattered Soul
A dawn at peace was his goal,
Portraying a perfect role.
As a son, for his folks,
With a warming smile that chokes.
Every moment surrounds with fear,
Will his portrayed image tear?
If so, what will be the flare?
At dusk, wondering about the flare,
Dropping every tear under the shower,
Would it be a fire to engulf him alive or
A fire to light up the dusk, to reach high?
~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 ♡
