A Bait

Sky is modelling into a new change sounds are flashing with a cry of cat, eagle, wolf, and many other blood sucker crèches who hungry to fun with the days with their bait.

Trees are stop with a taste of meaning birds are whistling in a crowd to find a new place for shelter and not to become a bait to the change in the nature roads of char coal becoming darker and darker with the heat day and night spice of romance delight full love placed into a coffin to serve the last in life.

Society of lamp are taking they trunk at the end when they will find the black shadow like darkness under the lamp power and strength to control the boundaries are Overing without any hurdles opportunity and chances are equally giving to the human to prove their ability to survive with the change which is placed down behind the blind eyes to look the end of this paradise earth with life.

I cough for a second and my sister catch by the author of her unexpected time he told her to come she wants to node her head without giving a chance to stop he cut down her finger and over to other hand the journey to meet the purpose is soon.

A baby with the white head rest of the part is shine with the mysteries shades of black why, where, whom, he, she, is’ it made me confuse the stage where everyone is enjoying women’s are feeding it milk performers are running with the change of rays from sun for a moment i thought about my wife how she is but I stop myself by the believe of my love I past away how with the each step i was thinking are we a bait or this boy who speak I WILL DIE WHEN DESERT AND BLOOD MIX WITH A EARH AS A LAND OF NOTHING.

With love all

Jagdish bajantri

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