Like Old Wine

Like old wine
sealed
in an oaken cask,

This pain,
long contained
in a smiling mask;

Now full bodied,
volatile,
no, smoky at times,

Gently rising
to tickle my eyes.

Pic Courtesy: Hemanth Shanthigrama

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