With a long drawn violent breeze at ease,
And a song brawn silent freeze at lease,
There flew a vibrant feather on a gal.
With a splash driven rain blend mist,
And a brash craven lane bend twist,
There grew a jubilant weather on a call.
Mild blush looks of a gal,
Gild hush Brooks of hall,stunned the feather in awe.
Bratty wind's staunch fury,
Patty mind's lunch hurry,came like a tiger's roar.
Gales of terror and pales of thrusts blemished the hall in gaiety.
Tales of horror and whales of mistrusts cherished the quill in sanctity.
Having fallen on lap of damsel's caressed cheek the feather blushed like a knight's maiden kiss at bliss.
nee poems ekkada bayata chupinchaku... english poetry lo add chesaranuko, pillakayalu thittukuntaru ninnu :-)
ReplyDeleteHaha ledu annayya peddalaku matramey ee poems....only for adults!
ReplyDeleteawesome tempo and seriously...ardam kavadanike time padutundi, how do u get such flow..??kudos``
ReplyDelete@swaroop edo alaga flow vaastey rasta Inka...I think about the human feelings present in inanimate objects n depict them through my poems....
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