Icing on the cake, I fly with her lovey-dovey words of wisdom.
Knocked on the door,She slips away.
Sarcasm silences you for a while.
She is cast herself in sarcasm,
When I travel to a beneign spot without her.
Her absence flicks off all of a sudden.
Silky smooth is her presence.
Triumphs of life are out of bounds to block the barriers.
Miniature paintings boost my memory of the past.
I shirk myself and share the links of the heritage.
"Let us be butterflies of love,"says the Tarot reader.
Assumption drinks all the reasons to season itself.
I am a fleecy cloud on her horizon with rainbow packs.
(Copyright: Mangalaprathaban Muralidharan,
22December,2019)
Knocked on the door,She slips away.
Sarcasm silences you for a while.
She is cast herself in sarcasm,
When I travel to a beneign spot without her.
Her absence flicks off all of a sudden.
Silky smooth is her presence.
Triumphs of life are out of bounds to block the barriers.
Miniature paintings boost my memory of the past.
I shirk myself and share the links of the heritage.
"Let us be butterflies of love,"says the Tarot reader.
Assumption drinks all the reasons to season itself.
I am a fleecy cloud on her horizon with rainbow packs.
(Copyright: Mangalaprathaban Muralidharan,
22December,2019)
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