the blue tinge,
of the fallen petal,
seized by the ambience,
gathers in the vastness
of the infinite sky.
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draped in words,
a thought forms poetry,
disrobed,
a consciousness.
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a breath
conspires with stardust,
to produce galaxies.
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an age-old slumber,
withdraws its essence,
in one lightning,
and rumbles across
the endless ocean.
the seamless canvas
of life and being,
utters a tribute,
to the unsuspecting universe,
and the abstract that fills the concrete,
flashes its poetry
in the agonies of existence.
a playful bud innocently
smiles its birth,
in the courtyard.
Life is beautiful.
Sarvesh Kulkarni
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/some-inconsistent-thoughts/
