A blow of life

Best buddy of a time
No texts or calls in years.
All these days life happened but
all was the misnomer of fear.

Escaping dreams of reality
The fear of revolt of self
Reliability of soul
Freedom of death

Trap doors of fear
Seeds of the autumn
The golden forest around
Calmness leading to the rain.

Hatch of slack
Poverty of kindness
Redemption of hearts
Slaughtered by blindness.

Dragging lines of poetry
As it extends
Same as you
Depends on who presents.
Same words of different people.
As it blossoms in the forest of rain.
Equality prevails and so does happiness ..

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