Story Poem by prabhakar bhatlekar

Story

Rating: 5.0


Though I had long began
burning my boats...
words bluff!
They hover over me for,
there's a fidgeting story.
Jumble of misty images.
Time pauses and offer words
but I trust them no more.
A futile wordy exercise
of getting trapped.
Story is much beyond that.
Be it remain untouched,
untold, fidgeting.

Friday, October 23, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Rajnish Manga 23 October 2015

Amazing poetry about a story crying to be told but not to be told on second thought. So, the poem clearly lays down the conditions- words bluff! /....Be it remain untouched, / untold, fidgeting.

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