Image from Net
Slowly it runs down my spine
Encasing, clouding my wisdom
Tangling around like a vine
Slowly it runs down my spine
Mount my inside like a twine
Capturing the freedom
Slowly it runs down my spine
Encasing, clouding my wisdom
~07/10/2020~
Participating in OctPoWriMo 2020
A Triolet is a poetic form consisting of only 8 lines.
Within a Triolet, the 1st, 4th, and 7th lines repeat, and the 2nd and 8th lines
do as well. The rhyme scheme is simple: ABaAabAB, capital letters representing
the repeated lines.
Dark. Beautiful poem. Dark.
ReplyDeleteThank you Angela .. i love your Art works..
DeleteExcellent, Deepti.
ReplyDeleteDeep and paints a vivid picture. Great.
ReplyDeleteThanks Nithya
DeleteAh..dark but beautiful!!
ReplyDeleteYeah Pains are Dark..:P
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