Suddenly,
A flash.
Of strange thoughts?
No.
Of words, vying.
More flashes; more words.
A poetic fit.
Brief yet lasting,
Silent yet echoing.
An explosion.
Blurred thoughts;
A waiting, and
Then the lines.
Presently,
A scream
Rings through the house,
With the calling-bell!
Someone sneezes, and
Its over,
Prose returns!
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1 comment:
Considering the fact that you are 'D-E-E-P-I-K-A'...
I'm not surprised at d fact that, I just read an almost b'ful poem bout Nothing!
:)
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