The beautiful boy playing with the ball
Behind the dog, occasionaly taking a stroll
Jumping and splashing up water
Building castles and making merry
Running behind the pigeons to make them fly
Grows up and swims far in the water
And picks up a friendly fight
Jogs across the beach to see the chics
When he finds his honeymoon mate
Sits, Loves and makes imprints
Enjoys a ride in the yatch
While the Chinese walk with a guide
His psyche thinks of the boy and the dog
And grows his hair white
He then spends hours playing the poker
And see the child do a somersault.
Drinking his favorite brand of wine,
He comes there to see the October sky
and sit with the pigeons he once used to fly...
-Anuj Lakhotia
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1 comment:
read it as if uve never read it before....read it as a reader would read it not as a writer would.....what picture r u trying to print in the readers' mind...is it supposed to be just objects and actions....probably u can depict happiness in a better way than u have...but still an interesting description nonetheless!!!!
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