JUMPING IN TO THE INK INK BOTTLE
Life is anInk bottle and
I am jumping
On to that bottle
Regularly....
And I walked
Through
So many ways; by
Marking my
Foot prints…
And wet
Blood pictures
When I reached
At end of
The road,
I came to
Know that
All my journey
Was a poetry
And I am
Living with a poem.
Poetry by anoop.m.r
Read 1435 times
Written on 2008-05-01 at 11:23
Tags Poem
Save as a bookmark (requires login) Write a comment (requires login) Send as email (requires login) Print text
|
Anne Westlund |
