• ardentwriterforever 5w


    Like the constellation of stars,
    when misled,
    the roots of body
    over the visual segment goes on random.
    Like the professional weight lifter,
    bears up the pressure of the fluid
    yet the try goes in vain.,
    the segment collapses apart,
    and the supervisor sees only dark
    for all days that remains..
    the darkness becomes the new colour,
    leaving the leftovers for the imaginations to take control.
    The imagination becomes the new supervisor
    and so does the senses!