Monday, 1 October 2018

Drift : A Poem.

From a rosy garden of innocence,
grasps thorny blooms in her fist;

Into a world of decadence
she meanders with no wist;

Demons of danger & menace
await her in their midst;

A drift into the distance,
leaves footsteps in the mist.

Art: Hengki Lee.

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