wherever you say
I can smell you there
obscenity the spark
to follow a dark chamber
no more feelings alive yet
to be any obsessed nut-cracker
warm and worthiness
the last mast to jump
madly into the ocean
whenever saw the sparkling distance
behind the eyes bright as precious stone
it was the chamber dark
to make a journey stop to its high end
don't think it organic
a charm always capture personality
from low to highest forum
for accomplishing the benediction!
Pranab k c
01/08/2017
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