the weight of my poem
is like the canon
tied around my feet
when they threw me
into the ocean
the deepest of it..
so decided
to pen it down
the ink spread
on the paper
and i waited
endlessly
for that ink to dry
impatient i were
to wait that long
and i made a fire
and left the paper
over it to dry
caught in fire
my poem went off
dancing with flames
leaving the ashes...!!
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2 years ago
3 comments:
beautiful! i juz absolutely loved diz one! smooth floeing n spontaneous! loved it!
hey , nice one...i liked it..
really good..
i'll say brilliant rather! :)
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