Poetry Style: Free Verse
you urge me to pick the pen
whose nib glides like the wind
moving the shrubs to wake up
greeting the mountains, Salut!
thoughts try to spread your fragrance
on the ever waiting blossoming paper sheet
tendril, like the petals of a flower
but thick with the confidence it carries
swelled after consuming your divine aura
an innocent smile the paper carries
thanking the pen for making it content
my selfish self, refills the drained Hope
and feels very happy.
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In response to the prompt by Eugenia: Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Nature – June 10, 2021 – Eugi’s Causerie (amanpan.com)
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