Penned By Narayan-Chandra Rauf - Alias B D Narayankar
A lap-less bud
roams the stem
straying from flower to flower.
straying from flower to flower.
He carries a smile in a box,
a twitch of hope salty,
and some vacant gaze -
all with a vain hope of a destination.
a twitch of hope salty,
and some vacant gaze -
all with a vain hope of a destination.
If only
I had your laps
to nest on, Mamma ...
I had your laps
to nest on, Mamma ...
Reason for this poem
Inspired by whatsapp profile picture ... I count this piece among my best of bests ... I liked it myself ...
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