Poetry

The greener other side

Don’t we all have our sails up

anticipating a sand gathered shore

with fallen coconuts

 Haven’t we all at sometime rowed our oars

after the trails of a tiptoeing sun

 Within the brinks of doleful uncertainties

have our reasons to sail to shore

or away from it

 not evolved from a second’s thought

subjective to our subtle wishes

 like flipping over dice

or just tossing a cold coin

expecting the greener other side

life clasps within its bosom?

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