His presentation
I wondered at his boost
But I had to trust
As he was claiming face readers
I seemed very eager
How come one finds?
And easily reads
What is going on in mind?
And relates with easy kind
I watched his on the spot composition
He was typing with no confusion
I was astonished with wow feeling
He was non- stop reeling me under impression
I opened eyes wide
And decided
To probe more in his presentation
He was really in it for sensation
My lips made round show
And decided to blow
With closed teeth
I did held my breathe
How could one imagine?
And feel fine
With nothing before
But in eyes stored
How could one imagine? And feel fine With nothing before But in eyes stored
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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