Cidered leaves on the apple tree —
Quite a pretty fallacy on her eyes,
befooled by the beloved !
They blinked twice in the Twilight blaze ;
hazeled and hazy.
scarlet red under the lascivious shade.
could it bring agony
on the cuckoo’s mind ?—
intuition indeed.
It sat on the tree behind the leaves,
How beautiful did it sing !!
Not many could hear and see.
She stood and listened
The meliflous touch
hushed and pleased
“Oh What a beautiful music thou sing “
lusting, frivolous desires .
Only for the song ,
I am lost in the labyrinth
of her broken watch .
Tempus Fugit
Tempus Fugit
On his snitch golden wings
Chained to the rhythm
– Tanistha
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Good use of colour and feel. Rich piece
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