Stripes On the Neck

A crow swallows a 
biscuit piece 
at window 
Mops its mouth 
with mango twigs 

First sunlight 
enters room 
Sketching stripes 
on your neck 

Deep down inside 
A four inches long plant
in a small glass pot 
turning violet _ a rivulet 

No I won't disturb the
sunlight crayons in delight 
Rather let me bring out the 
camera with small aperture
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May 22, 2022 at 7:27 PM
Certian photographers are poets. They pick up the rhhyme in angles and light. The same amount of time you spend with a pen they spend taking shots because they know something is in there.
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