Author: Vagif Gadzhyiev
I saw the sky as clean
as whitish as canvAs.
A wave of random brush
sparked myriad stars to life.
I’ll paint my odysseys
in colors of wormwood.
Not young! From now on
Will beat the odds of gloom.
I'll pour the cinnabar
across the Universe.
Like perished fugitive
would dream of Paradise.
Creation is fatigued,
keeps roaming the lines.
Iconic glowing smile
instills the ember’s light.
I see the sky so blue,
cannot remove my eyes,
where autumn rainbow’s shine
sends greetings of Divine.
Photo taken from the Internet. I express my gratitude to the author
I see the sky so blue
© Copyright: Вагиф Гаджиев, 2021
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