Treasure Island

simran arora

(22-july-1996 / gurgon)

Sometime something works.....


When i got something,

for me it was just a crazy sting...
Which staired me up for a start,
which made me grow as i a part,
risind from fallen standerds,
shining and emerging together,
now it only catchin and catching a head further...

When i got something....
I all though realised,
enjoyed it and make it wise,
keepet it with goals with in,
even tied with circles and rings created me and emerged with in....

Submitted: Sunday, June 30, 2013
Edited: Thursday, July 25, 2013

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  • Gulsher John (7/4/2013 11:28:00 AM)

    Mmmmmmmm poem? ? ?
    Of course it is........ century 21st.... a nice blend of prosaic and fancies....
    Surely set new standards of the sacred ART called poetry........
    Find couple of words new to my poor comprehension.... (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (6/30/2013 6:33:00 AM)

    Sure, it does work sometimes, and many times, just do try who knows the possibility, no one knows...so try your best as it works maybe, because we never know if we never try..sometimes it just turn be a huge great things _Soul (Report) Reply

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