I wish a writer loved me
#Poattic #PoetryParlour #Writer #ArtoonsInn#I_wish_a_writer_loved_me I wish a writer loved me,For my frozen gaze pearls,It would be melted by his poetic rhythm. Would he assassinate my seclusion,With his mighty keen knife?And would extract nectar from my paltriness,Smear it in his poetic flame?Then I shall surrender all my credence,To his magical wand. — My organic emotions and […]
The Farewell Song
And then after a tiring day before resting Himself He splashes a glass of orange juice on the blue tent gifting us the illuminating twilight, blows a strong whiff swaying the stalks of the Chinars and chunks of Gold tumble down the browns, sleep near my feet, they are dry, wilted, but not dead yet […]