As I Plz I Write Poem by PRIYANKA BHANDARKAR

As I Plz I Write



I am waiting for a godman, the name of a citizen, a promise
it went invisible that ray of light of the sun but in many ways
the exception of worship, the bounty of memories and desires
the tragedy of comedy, the past, present and future, the history of a joker
sailing from eternity to elixir to the life of pleasure
to plz the mouse on the hilltop and the skull god
a symbol of hope against hope, the danger to human pansy as it withers
the silent steps on the shore, the depiction of the sands of time
the trace of prints, the fame of a scribe, matching tail of the squirrel

all the muse that is fit to print, all the pages that have lines
all the drive left in a car, all the days that are alone
all the ideas of conviction to copy, the dynamic nature
that of which endears, the good or the bad

the tongues told of war, all the mosaic paintings on the pavement
the clock strikes twelve, awakened to the beauty of nature, the bundles of joy
the same of sweat and toil, the condition of a feather
the area of darkness, the imagery of ressurrection and redemption
the repetance of the soul, a simple living
life goes on; beauty, artistry, magnificence
do what one pleases, a promise to a child, the incarnate
the tools of nature she pleases to use them
the greater the prayer the merrier is the poem

the simplicity of a child to do what i plz.

Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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