Carnival Of Rust

Poem By Divya Garg

Is it the Carnival of Rust?
Or the celebration of broken trust
Has the Wheel of Fortune still turning
Or the scheduled rounds are concluded

Is this the thud of gust?
Or the whoosh of explosion
Has the sun yet to shine
Or the rain still crying

Is this the fête of trounce
Or the festivity of whine
Has the dream yet to prolong
Or the Nightmare has affirmed conquest

Is it the Carnival of Rust?
Or the matter of broken trust

Comments about Carnival Of Rust

Awesome....Encapsulating a beautiful thought
Wonderful.. I liked it! ! beautifully articulated verses.. Keep it Up Poet! ! 10++


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