Penned By B D Narayankar
Before you had
a glimpse of me
there was all but
chaos at the Lamborghini
The windows were opened
the chests of walls searing
the doors stood with the hands
on their hips - raging
the tables, the chairs were
like lumps of chaos
Under the floor
the noises of the day
began burrying
There were locks too
On every lock
a boisterous sound
If I could hear the silence;
Only silence of your eyes
the day could be saved
Together,
we could save the day
... And together, we saved the day ...
before the night could wrap the day
and throw it into the golden dust
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