Shadows- by Nikhil Kumar

 

Shadows

Yellow fields full of stories,

Dashing wild through the grasses.

My mind is running out of worries

I see lonely shadows, from the past.

Blue skies of intoxicating heaven,

Flaring lines of surreal cast;

My hands are chasin’ out escapin’

these shadows; To bliss away at last.

 

By: Nikhil Kumar

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