Morning mystery, saga of dreams,
Foggy, fussy with a streak of gleam,
I’m walking along in the golden moment,
That’s hazy, foggy, but fresh breezing moment,
Million of words, thousand of sorrow,
Sun has risen up, in the search of tomorrow,
Past blurred like black n’ shady,
Some words faded, some sharp like green-field of paddy,
I, found a new aura, living the aroma,
Like an oldman jogging from black to colored chroma,
I’m not a poet, but my love for words are beyond description,
That’s why I’m looking for a new life’s subscription,
I’m walking along in the golden moment,
That’s hazy, foggy, but fresh breezing moment,
Morning is foggy, fussy, with a streak of gleam,
But mystery continues, like saga of dreams…
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