He pulled his Stetson hat down to an angle and cravat up to his chin,
for he wanted to camouflage the visage and his fear laced exposed skin.
Fool he was in missing seeing those eyes with an aberrant spin,
that housed many imponderables and some dark sided yin.
Copyright Β© Shantanu Baruah
Amazing. Only you can write such.
Remarkably amazing! π
Eloquent.
You are so kind with your words πΈ
Thank you so much dear
Thank you so much, D
My pleasure. π
You’re most welcome! π
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Capture so much and paint such a picture with few words…
You are so kind with your words
Welcome…Most deserved…
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oh those eyes..those aberrant eyes you always mention.
ππΈthank you for commenting and observing ππΈ
You should have been a painter..atlest we should have seen your creation…now we just keep imagining..poor us
Haha I am a very bad painter for sure