Moments In Bubble
In the distant sea, a misty vista
Wearing a shroud of pale blue illusion
It sends forth silhouette of fiesta
A wake-up call for my faint sensation
On goes the red and pink pursuit for more
Shades of beauty in our daily struggle
A tango of time in tide on the shore
Rustling sounds in the moments of bubble
With the red rose tucked in your bun of hair
The wild wind keen to dislodge your sari
We are aloof in our velvet armchair
Distress accrues in your tense inquiry
The woodpecker looking for more and more
Let’s turn on to answer the purple door
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26/01/2017
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2017
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