RESPITE -Utkarsh Sharma 1. A bird, I saw upon a tree. The tree I lost in a spree Of promises I need To keep; and kept walking away. 2. A smile, I saw upon a face. The face I lost in space And fell from my own grace. Oh please can I go astray? 3. For I, Once want to be amazed, Force the pedal of the brakes And loose some pace. Maybe I will someday. On my way to a graveyard Resembling Ulysses
Choosing the right words to describe everything that is abstract and beautiful.