Nice Camouflage Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

she longed not to keep
night with her purse

she longed not to rest
while water rests with last drop

a faint syndrome of past days
marked an antagonistic challenge
inside her spine

she a basically lunatic
by her choice
know not how to ridicule
ones own-self

lust by origin made a cripple sanity
she always guard that fabulous tussle
within and outside
her total entity

simply she tried hard to decode
her spastic genuinity
to exhibit herself
as an angelic divinity!

Pranab k c
07/02/2017