Another summer changes
Charming fallacies of youth
are gleaming on the home ground;
touching the bases, the basics.
The gardener with crumbled skin
lies over the noon spread there.
The sprawled branches of trees cuts through
the cheese faced sun; he, the old man
bathes in the fluid lava.
Lava is heating the couple;
their youth is suicidal,
they sit on the ground flaming
till it consumes separations.
The gardener, an old man
has seen seeds of fire, fruits, ashes…
“Get a room.” He whispers thinking
rooms have just the same addresses.
But the summer girl is proposing
to vary the décor…inside...
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their youth is suicidal,
Really caught me
Sounds like the old gardener of a public park, tiring of trying to stay focused, while summer romance steeps near by.
perhaps...Good images.
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Thanks for posting to my group, Anythingwriting
Blessings and best wishes - S.
Thank you for posting to The Surreal Circus.
Kushal, I am hiking the wrong landscape sir. In my search for true life, somehow I need to walk among your mind. Beautiful piece.
The words beneath, I thought were FUN!
The sprawled branches of trees cuts through
the cheese faced sun; he, the old man
bathes in the fluid lava.
I have feature this on Tall Tales Poddar.