Friday, 6 February 2026

Apparition





Who said I met her in flesh and spirit?
She was just an eerie thought
Warm in spring, cold in winter 
Sizzling in summer, restrained in autumn
Drizzling in rain...fragrance in the breeze
Shyness of the bloom...melody of the song
She was there and not there ...at once lovely
Indifferent in another moment...beyond reach
Beyond grasp, beyond thought, beyond provocation...she was just a wisp, just a whiff 
Just an echo through passage of time




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5 comments:

  1. I enjoyed this lyrical description of something impossible to describe!

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  2. Sadness to me has been exhibited in my mind. Done well with the prompt

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  3. Wow an intriguing poem I love it

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  4. our entire life is an echo in this vastness ... isn't it

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