The tangled artwork of a humble insect
Brightens this gloom... when I introspect
In a silent, forgotten recess of my unused mind
A ray of bright sunshine has secured its golden find.
What lay ignored as a silent mourner...
In a dilapidated,dusty broken corner
Has lit up a few moments to gift unexplicable joy
Ensnaring us in its silken threads -- a good ploy!
What a tangled web we weave when we drown.....
Ourselves in words without thinking of our own!!
Brightens this gloom... when I introspect
In a silent, forgotten recess of my unused mind
A ray of bright sunshine has secured its golden find.
What lay ignored as a silent mourner...
In a dilapidated,dusty broken corner
Has lit up a few moments to gift unexplicable joy
Ensnaring us in its silken threads -- a good ploy!
What a tangled web we weave when we drown.....
Ourselves in words without thinking of our own!!
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