Grace and Solitude
I don't floss when I am in chaos:
Instead at one toss avail my crayons.
If you need me to exploit my precious brain,
I would come up with pretty sketch with less strain.
I don't glitter when I feel bitter:
Will just hang on to buffer when I suffer.
If you question me whether I believe in lord,
I would say yes with a single word.
I act mature when I face Nature:
Highly love observing tree sitting there free.
If you expect me to show my happiness,
I would just express it through my dance with utter craziness.
I speak to my soul when I am alone:
Will swallow my pain by getting drenched in rain.
If you gravely wish to shower me your grace,
I would withdraw my solitude with love embrace.
26-4-2020
~DEEPA~
'Grace and solitude' Poetry Contest
Placed as Honorable Mention
In BRIAN'S CHOICE B,any form,any theme
Poetry contest Sponsored by Brian Strand
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