Category : Poems

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A floating strawberry in a lake , like a dispute in a season ...
Heavier it ripens , for no subtle reason...
Let it grow till it misses the nurture ,
which was bound to come as it dreamt of the  future...
Like a creeper it will mess with its own primary skin,
Thirsting for a lake as if that's all remains to dive in. 
Leaving back the soil , it crawls to the grave ,
submerged half ,it acts a bit naive..
Hoping pinks to flourish around, it blinds itself ,
and drowns the rest in the lake awaiting to kill itself..