Fake Cry Poem by Ritu Bajaj
Fake Cry
They button down me for short
whereas want to see me long
They button down me for long
Whereas want to see me for short
They love you.
Recon' the Red hot, Ruddy, Rosy: Roadster, Raiment, Rouge, before us.
They love you.
Grasp' the growing, green: grassy, gardening, behind us.
They only want me for rituals; vermillion, you know
They only want me for pretensions; rallies you know
Hey! Luckily We are embed on good colour
Wow! On a pole Yell! Oh! ..
wow....great write... a bit unconventional but deep and well oiled in contextual beauty.... the lines spin flawlessly as the gaping apes ogle liked it ***
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5/7/2024 12:35:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A sublime start with a nice poem, Ritu B. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.