Poem 200 : The Finish Line

 The Finish Line
                           - T ABRAHAM

(SOURCE: AI GENERATED IMAGE)

Accomplished accomplishments raining,

The words and letters brought the wetness all around,

First day of the three verses, spreading like a river,

The daily verses, some of innocence and others of curses,

The toil written down by the dust of the soil,

Faculty of mind, heart and body in it's finest,

The first print of the fifty verses and curses,

Happiness accompanied by a disappointment,

None can stop the verses and curses,

Verses intensified to the highest and lowest,

The second papers of fifty verses fired out,

The darkness overtaking all over the verses,

A marathon of the next hundred verses going,

The day it is over, the finish line is reached,

From poetry and poems, everything came out,

Hidden gems of the past, present and future,

These two hundred verses, speaking to some,

The movement towards the next journey,

Finally, the prosaic journey had begun.

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