Yesterday in the
opening ceremony of life,
death cuts the ribbon!
In the night...
aroma of the night queen
arouses me.
Rhythmic love
mash the wound of mind
to make the sonata of heart.
The mind soul
and the knowledge goal
plays the fungus role.
I asked the mirror,
who is in me? It
compel me to spoil to other!
World is corrupt
every thing is corrupt,
except the truth!!
Mixture of dreams
melting as creams
before to swallow..
Silence of ocean
noise of river,breaks
the mirage of life.
Virus in a memory,
canister in a fruit,
spoils the raw data.
Romantic thunder
lies on the Earth, and flows
into the joy of tears...
lyrical lambaste
to a lamb lamarckian
as hail hits the haze.
1 comment:
Rupesh, I enjoyed your poems. Your poems are innocent and sincere. It would be fruitful to you and justifiable for your poems, if you put more effort. Rest, you are readable!
Cheers!
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