I Exist In Frames

In a picture frame,

I stood still;

Bokeh in the background,

Colors in my frill.

Assortment of emotions,
Strewed within
Rainbows and sunshines,
Darkness and chills.

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People, into my frames,
Come and go,
Yet, a handful,
Set in stone.

Every little drop,
Makes the ocean
One filthy drop,
An invite to corrosion.

Each frame of existence,
An integral part,
Clamped together with love-
Life, an eternal art.


- A