Thoughts of Jailbreak
The alluring morning mail
Blue cover and red letters
Those smiling peacock feathers
Alas, I'm fettered
Red breasted Robins ruffle
My waters, psychic scuffle
Defiant windows won't shut
My ripples seek shores
The lark is somewhat restless
Greed glistens in the diamonds
Of my restive lattices
The mail overwhelmed
No, no more fetters today
Some way I have to make hay
Lovely mails in golden braids
Poems in fountain
I have to scale the high wall
The surge is growing quite tall
There has to be a jail break
Embrace the red breast
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1/11/2016
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2016
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