Wednesday, May 14, 2025

A Dandelion Girl


 


My derailed dream

Was gliding past

The autumn blast

Over a pink-flowing stream.

 

Then the wings

Of chameleon colors

Got trapped in a whirl

And shoot the dream

Down, overlooking

A dandelion girl.

 

Now, in the piles of

My many layered vision

I keep searching that one dream

I lost my autumn in...

 

©Atique R.


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