Keep it safe-they're the wealth without fake


the grains of sand

holds no hand

as waves land

then pull away its stand


willingly they dissipate

allowing for a new date

to taste the love without hate

wrapped in the gown of jade


served with a unique garnish

which requires no varnish

for it becomes the reason to furnish

that refuses to vanish.


my ears could hear the tinkling of the anklets

as she walks thru the arcade

playing the melody of the ballad

which stood valid even after the sunset


for her arms knows only to donate

until the cycle of time rotates

and the atmosphere of happiness circulates

just the way pandemic did proliferate


for under her umbrella

no other seed fella

but the colony of care dwells

pushing off the aura of hell


so feel the fairness of her

as she spills the aroma cure

making the soul rest in peace

unfolding herself to various wish.


(c)Waterdroplet

C24.04.2023.


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