Written with a popular metaphor - The calm lake was a mirror for the weekly contest
I don't know, I have composed aptly to the metaphor.
I have tried to make it good.
Thank you.
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I stood silently over the place,
without moving, I was rooted still.
My eyes started to feast on a lake,
beautiful and serene, cold water afloat.
The calm lake was a mirror.
my reflection is widespread all over,
as it refracts over the still water,
making it a designer blanket,
above the transparency ground.
Just then, a frog hops on to it,
sending various ripples over the still.
And the beauty of the lake boosted,
just like that, the water became restless.
My heart strides its beat,
as to meet the pace of the rippling water.
The frog swims over, into the depth,
causing havoc of emotions within me.
I feel I am blessed,
as I am living in the middle of true essence,
of taking in the freshness sight and wind,
clearing my mind to a calm lake!
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Trickles
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