A Time To Love
Narrow lanes. Brick-lined curbs. Scattered rows of human hearth. And then the never ending road Stubborn not to end.
Loopy smoke Jaded clouds Smiling men in rainbow shrouds
Walking down the treaded path Stopping by the bend.
Eager eyes. In teary mess. Drinking down the loneliness Peppered with the bitter snack Of love not making way.
Hatred frowns. Freeze in time. Lavenders with lilies rhyme Joyous dance the young at heart. To lose the squandered day.
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