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Jan 2018
Play of colors
by nature
seldom happens in transition
of one hue to another.
Every feature
has a distinct shade
from the brown soil
the clear blue river
to grass's green shiny blade.
The chaos of colors
amalgamate into a tune
forming a melody
a raga of fortune.
Wind blows away
the sand that never settled
new paths made and broken
where the sky meets the sand dune.
When the leaf loses its charm,
and falls on the earthy ground
creates ways for travelers to follow
a path filled with uncertainty
with an attitude never so yellow.
Sourodeep
Written by
Sourodeep  30/M/Bangalore, India
(30/M/Bangalore, India)   
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