Silver lining
An acrostic poem
Detached from the course of all colourful life
Inner strips of binding
Striking indifference among others
Those grey lines of silver lining
Realising the great wisdom seeping through the pores
Abandonment of old chores
Clean sweeping transferred to a new world
Transgression of aged values
Ignited and instilled with no regrets
Of what happens when the blinds are down
Now it’s time to eat grief with a silver spoon
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