the forsaken miles
The thawing humour shook the friggin feet
Drastic jejunity!From the nightmare of nebulous winds
Springbed of glowing coals, gnashing not the broken jaws of the blooming springs
Gentle streams wincing across the meadow of rectilinear woods
Fleeting birds in their melodious music streams
Alight the trees to sing like the nightingale
Then takes to flight in the egregious dins of frittered dread
As mortal deprecators encroaches the dithering distance with forest menace
A reprisal that spread intermittently like a dragnet
The cupidity of the lucid temperature barely slumbers,
Nor slot for the forest foxes in the jungles of cryptic games
Dancing in their flight to the circadian rhythm of addesive heavens glued to their flying gaits
The pure hearted subacids nuanced by leadened cannons
Much lingers ad infinitum in the forest punditry
O to reinvent wondrous cross and jumbling wheels of the golden hills
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