Into the Blue Lagoon- Poem on Emptiness
“The winters went away too soon,Bidding a farewell to the inhabitants of Doon,Whenever the season turns a new leaf,I find myself spiralling into the blue lagoon,It’s as deep as the midnight blue,Which can hinder you vision, and make you fall into the pit of slow succession. Whenever the season transcends into a softer hue,I find…