Free Space Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

hands when busy to hold that grip
legs got jerk to strangle the hold
pillars seem strong but soft invites trimming
build just to sleek the juncture so damp
and flickering the spasm to dip into the dictum

heat hits its haven to swim at the cackle
covers turn scrabble for graving its shabby
aloof got near to tickle the toppings
gripper get lost the skipper ablooming
wow such thrust better cave cracked its slit
below unfurled when hands played the gripping

near and never the nestle felt so puffy
beckon the barren when babble drags drippy
night looks dizzy and dangled the drib
thousand the stars just crept over the pit
amber the color the soul feels it home
definite a paragon composed by this freedom!

Pranab k c
02/2013