ODYSSEY


Aquarian form of poetry weaving a tale to the journey where one’s heart resides.Here are the lines that takes you with them to a far away meadow:

Journey
To that bliss niche
Where my heart is buried
Far flung.

Petals
Hued so diverse
From crimson to azure
Beaut grace.

My soul
Lays down in peace,
On the green springy turf,
Feels high.

I’m caught
In this lea,
My self then forever;
Perish.
-manu

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