As the new doors open on a fresh morning,
Palette full of spring mixed with painted haze,
Replenish the seasonal joys, and fills the autumn void.
Impelled by silent cravings, and challenged boundaries,
Leaves sway, lifting the veil of azure hues.
~~payal~~
Palette full of spring mixed with painted haze,
Replenish the seasonal joys, and fills the autumn void.
Impelled by silent cravings, and challenged boundaries,
Leaves sway, lifting the veil of azure hues.
~~payal~~
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Impelled by silent cravings, and challenged boundaries,
ReplyDeleteLeaves sway, lifting the veil of azure hues.
Sometimes Beauty is cruel .
April is cruel as it is the season
of regeneration which is transitory.
Thank you for these words..
DeleteThis is beautiful! Love it. ♥
ReplyDeleteThanks Kathy..:)
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