Pareidolia
This mind viewed the nimbus cloud from the ground;
holding the arm of imagination.
I looked at the picture that I had found;
till I was lured by mental conception.
My heart pulsated in a pounding sound
when I saw the searched thought in cognition.
The silent ink penned in melancholy
in my own world where I saw things in glee.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2022
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