Sunday, April 15, 2018

It's a story of one of those evenings...!




The beautiful picture is in making,
A tinch of orange is still shining,
The grey color of ash is messing,
Still the plain canvas is conveying,
A story and the story that's evolving,
Grey and orange with a black mixing,
It's a story of one of those evenings,
Where love and hate uncovering,
The mystery of being together!
~ Dawn
#happypoetrymonth

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