FLOWER SELLER
Every flower,
was either a wreath
-or a bouquet for ma eyes...
Today when i found
-the marvellous colours
and the beauty of its scent
The world is upside down for me.
Amid the glitz and glamour
of this well lighted city..
Tonight,am the beetle
who struggles on it's dorsum!
ADIEU
I make a thousand boats
for your love to sail away..
I stay holding my breath
as these ripples fade away..
Scars are left in this transparency!
still it reflects my face!
I try to smile again..
concealing the pain!
I stay holding my breath