Treasure Island

Indira Renganathan


Alankar(Decor) -147


Garden Walk(Un-wreathed Octave)

Un-wreathed Octave is-

simply the reverse of Wreathed in that the first line starts with an internal rhyme
with the second external and so on,
giving it a basic rhyme scheme of:

x. b. x. x. x. x. x. a.
x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b.
x. b. x. x. x. x. x. a.
x. c. x. x. x. x. x. b.
x. d. x. x. x. x. x. c.
x. c. x. x. x. x. x. d.
x. d. x. x. x. x. x. c.
x. x. x. x. x. x. x. d.


Garden Walk

Green and else colours surround me
As I stroll free for fresh breath and
The sand grains in scented spree
Carry my steps along the land
As birds welcome with cooing peps
My steps halt a while to become
Wholesome a bird in flying specs
Just to meet with Heaven awesome

Submitted: Saturday, May 11, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 17, 2013

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