Riding On Feather Poem by saranyan bee
Riding On Feather
Then
I thought
my mind
will cease
when I buried lumpily
under the pillow,
thoughts have a way
of rising
through the springs and steel,
the air in my room
is fluffy,
love has no cure
and my longing
rides each feather
in weightless stupor.
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
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Saranyan BV (C) Mumbai October 2012
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