[ Part-5 ]
An expert Mimic!
Keeping dolls around
Sans water
Dutifully bathe them
In perfect imitation
Of your mother-
Leaving nothing to chance
Doing every and all chores!
To keep your subjects
In good cheer
Play melodies
Like Lord Child KRISHNAA!
With the grace of God
Like a Master Poet
Blossom forth verses -
As a Maestro
Glide along the skies
Of mesmerizing tunes-
In warm emotions
Gracefully melt
Till human looks
Prick your self-
No sooner such looks
Stumble upon your flights
Than you Swell in Silence!
O..how you blush
Like a cluster of roses
At those shameful moments!
Lo..! no more of orchestra..!
You disband in a flash
And vanish like lightning!
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