Treasure Island

ROCHISH MON

(4-11-00 / INDIA)

I


1
I keep on drinking
The to-be-created wine
While I am in intoxication
I do not think of vexation

2
I find my colors in a
To- be drawn picture

3
I as a bird
Fly on the sky
Those are not known
To the seas

4
I as a poem
Shall remain
As the gain

5
I a rostrum
Covey many poems
All are poems

6
I move with the wind
A lot to offer
To the mankind

7
I along with river
Sink in the sea
To come up
As a wave

8
A stone
Turned as a sculpture
The best creature



9
I have mind with fire
The future invited me

10
I have sense
The full of aesthetics

Submitted: Thursday, May 15, 2014
Edited: Thursday, May 15, 2014

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