And spell its each letter
Like I peel a fruit
A smell of life I get in my nostrils
Before I complete the first syllable
Each letter is a layer
Paves the way to form a phase
Till I reach to a syllable
To have a pause
Before I take the stress
The sound it produces
Resonates with the tune of life
Casting a deadly spell upon me
Whose grip will never loose
Till the string of surprise is cut
And I i am put to rest in grave.
It is sheer brainAnd he has been assignedTo contribute to lifeAnd civilizationKeeping in mindThe unity of humanityAnd the tenets of humanismIn the journey of our progressAt any costThey must not be brokenWith all these great pledgesWhen I am going down the streetTo make a wonder pyramidOn the bank of NileIf I suddenly meet with a…
To the windI share my hopes and dreamsWith the sun rays and moonI whisper on the ears of rain‘Come and play with me’I too get immense pleasureTo have role to playIn the divine creationBut the petals of mine are tornWings of the wishesCrushed down on the soilBy the hands of lunaticsOh! Butterflies and beesDo not…
But among the glistering linesI get a picture, staticOn that I write a poemBut among the poetic linesI miss the meaning of the soundSo I sing it in a full throatThough I get majestic tuneBut among the noises of wonderful musicI lose the agony of a falling leaf.
To have a hand over your headTelling all is well.
otherwise I would have been too assertiveand my candy- love would have started tocompare to divide, milk of kindness forthe humanity and skulduggery red eyes withface skulky for the alien as of now I dividelike television, black and white, stillmy complexes often run and rise aboveover the dyke, and dressed adroitly withoverwhelming ‘isms ‘ and…
and what are they?Canada, Australia, New Zealand and USA.Do they want many more?yes, sirwhat are they?Libya, Syria, Iraq and Palestine.
