Monday, July 27, 2015

Kohul in her palms


Blank sheet of Potential
Has a huge scope in it
Provided its followed
With ample will
It’s an electronic guitar
All tuned on stage
It’s a just born baby
With first breath – ready to take
It’s an engine – all fueled in
It’s a thought– ready to be agreed
Its some dark smile of love
The evils side – making love
The passion of curves
Blank sheet ready to be served
With black and white world
Of colourful imagination
With charcoal
Building nation
With her getting dressed
Kohul in her palms
Ready to be stressed
Deep inside
Kohul in her eyes
With an earth so dry
And clouds saying hi
Ready to burst
Or fly by
Blank sheet attached
Week points 
waiting to be pressed.

Written by - Mystical Wanderer

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