Pranav Borah

The Italian Angel - Poem by Pranav Borah

Drink the night away, smart angel
Tomorrow gluttony strikes
Manifest colors of yellow smart angel
The good times might not last

Hide the secrets in your bosom, smart angel
Let the world reward
He might not be silent as always, smart angel
Colors of saffron gulp the sky

Spread your wings wide, smart angel
The wind might not be so strong
Rejoice the revelry, smart angel
Autumn leaves fire the night

Pay no heed, smart angel
The voices cower under dark boots
Spartan lives go crumbling, smart angel
Your feet upon tender leaves

Go rejoicing, smart angel
The crown upon a foolish head
Go crumbling down, smart angel
The dark horse upon a silver streak

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 17, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 21, 2013

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