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If you were a glass of scotch,sans soda sparkling like gem stones on rocky ice or A tiny shot of tequila,besieged in a castle of glass,pleading not guilty through out, I could quaff you down my parched throat, like an elixir,stung by short lived fearless wisdom. But you are not. You are a castle amidst the infinite sea, not made of glass, concocted in layers, masking the answers,to questions i could never ask, buoyant by wisdom hidden in your pillars, resplendent by your tall embossed walls, with figures, an index of its sagacity, chandeliers hanging like words of all kinds, enlightening the castle at its pilgrims appeal,with right words, wrong words, sensitive words and insensitive ones, So many words. And I too wish to feel your embossed skin through my fingertips, with each flip, gaining access to the your light. I wish to stay afloat with you, on your paras undulating like sea waves of a quiet night,waiting for an eternal dawn of wisdom. -Pallavi Goswami
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Jul 9, 2016
Jul 9, 2016 at 2:06 PM UTC
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If you were a glass of scotch,sans soda sparkling like gem stones on rocky ice or A tiny shot of tequila,besieged in a castle of glass,pleading not guilty through out, I could quaff you down my parched throat, like an elixir,stung by short lived fearless wisdom. But you are not. You are a castle amidst the infinite sea, not made of glass, concocted in layers, masking the answers,to questions i could never ask, buoyant by wisdom hidden in your pillars, resplendent by your tall embossed walls, with figures, an index of its sagacity, chandeliers hanging like words of all kinds, enlightening the castle at its pilgrims appeal,with right words, wrong words, sensitive words and insensitive ones, So many words. And I too wish to feel your embossed skin through my fingertips, with each flip, gaining access to the your light. I wish to stay afloat with you, on your paras undulating like sea waves of a quiet night,waiting for an eternal dawn of wisdom. -Pallavi Goswami
My very important friend told me that i had not done a fair job with this poem and could do better. so , here i am attempting again, to gain the access to poems.  Your views on this are most welcome. thanks :)
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Jul 9, 2016
Jul 9, 2016 at 2:06 PM UTC
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