Cream Poem by Azitej Anand

Still remember the bells
That conjured the dense saliva on my tongue
Eyes pop out in deep quest
Friction always lost grip to hold my words;
Mamma see,
See Mamma,
' There is a cream'
Of van, Choc and butter scot..'
Hands violated the vow,
That I promised when Piggy was bought,
' I wouldn't break you and promise to collect
In you dense spherical metals'
Now, shadow of time pulls governance of Piggy,
Our democratic vote surging out,
To make decision,
To choose the best Decision.
To break the Piggy
or
Or To keep safe;
Break
Or Safe:
As it seems baby Hamlet was there;

When I got closed to my Piggy Bank
All my cousin swarmed to count the rank:
They all gather,
but coin faded to meet our needs:
Time when we got framed,
For cooperative social work to collect coins;
All there, got diffuse,
Under the umbrella of collection:
Sonorous their pocket were,
With endocrine on lips;
Mirth was to buy,
But when their objective were too close
Aim to buy Ice cream,
At mean time their mind map
got dissolved,
Soon the ice cream bells faded away,
Left dense saliva and broken hearts there...