Well washed and ironed clothes,
We love to wear, so we store here.
Kink inside kist is done for storage,
Some small things are stored also,
Kosher food’s scent gives kudos to it,
Cask catches grape juice coving within.
Clover flowers are bloomed inside,
Some say watching inner view of kist,
Cleverly severe colic is abandoned,
Cosmos clothes in space shine with gold.
Designed with carnelian granules,
With silver and gold threads around,
Each cloth looks like gem of gushing joy,
A gonzo man gazes and judges galaxies.
Golf is not played here dear gold giver,
Going at pace of gallop with great speed,
You look at this kist is full of clothes,
Gassy planets and stars shine in ground.
© Kumarmani Mahakul,02 July 2018. All rights reserved.