Life will ones again sprout as rhymes

The butterfly who flies around this earth
Through it’s ever changing colors
Where is the difference between me and it?

A poet deep down inside me always muse
About the possibility of poetic justice
Juxtaposing one self within the realm of poems

Knowing that once I was a poet of earth
Then transcended into a poetry
And lastly I found myself once again as human in it

So there will be no anger and grief when time will arrive
As I let go the life to the infinite
Hoping the life will ones again sprout as rhymes

29th May, 2016

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