Wednesday, February 12, 2025

Poem 276 : Isolated Ripening

 Isolated Ripening
                                - T ABRAHAM

(SOURCE: AI GENERATED IMAGE)

Cornered and found to be rarest,

Growing and glowing above all,

Light making up the most fairest,

Binaries dangling up and down,

To make the most loveliest fruit,

Never willing to become a root,

A heavy fallenness at the latest,

Finally smashed at the ground,

Sweetest fluid splashed around,

An aromatic fragrance pulping out,

Successful ripening with no doubt.

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