Jun 2015
Alone I stand to wait for my better part,
On the black tarmac road through the greens.
Even if I stood away from this work of art,
On my part independently I am beautiful & cute.
In my dream last night I saw my inamorata,
She was coming hopping on the tarmac road.
On the black tarmac road through the greens.
Even if I stood away from this work of art,
On my part independently I am beautiful & cute.
In my dream last night I saw my inamorata,
She was coming hopping on the tarmac road.
A spontaneous poem for a picture of a deer I saw on Facebook.
My HP Poem #885
©Atul Kaushal
My HP Poem #885
©Atul Kaushal
