Posted in English Poetry


Many faces ..

like fallen pale flowers

At meeting places

Around mating grounds

At receptions

All over the sacred sanctums

On graveyards

Many faces ..

like swollen breaths

After losing

Soon after reaching

Right before accepting

While declaring

And sometimes confronting

Many faces ..

Like faraway stars

To make us wonder

To stare at the departed

For bedtime stories

To discover the beyond

Yet fail at the same

Faces change colours

But pale is the prettiest

The inevitable aesthetic Pale 🙂


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