Words – Thara D’Souza

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In the silent stillness of solitude,
sowing seeds in the soil of sadness,
mind meandering  in merry mode,
wish I to weave a web of words.

Threading tapestry of tales
with symbols to soothe the soul,
getting delighted in the dew of dawn,
let me sing a sparkling song.

Letters to liven up life
and glitter in glowing gleam,
to pin a piece of peace in me,
let me pen a playful prank

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