Simple Talks For You Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

Just right the touch
Never tells your story
Story begins when your seduction
Touches a point not to hold yourself

Just no right touch ever there
Just no exact story of your life
Never ever told by anybody
Only a clean deviation from straightline
Form something like man carried whole life

So tranquill yourself
Aloof yourself from ambitions
Feel the death every moment
Without dieing yourself you own
A light will guide you through the dark
Passion and promise are of same origin
Don't give anyone the high hand

Touch you your own heart if anything still exist
Since heartlessness now our main object
To grip by expert hand for corporate lords to please
Touch
Touch
Touch

Pranab k c
09/01/2024