Fairy Fishes Poem by Sumit Ganguly
Fairy Fishes
When you are out of fluid medium,
air burn your skin,
choke you up to palatable mass.
Your shining body and dancing postures
allure us to bring you home,
aquariums vibrate with color and motion.
A craftsman frames you up
with copper, aluminium and glass strips.
Out of water without pain,
air keep your mobility intact.
With longer life and careless beauty
you offer pleasure dangling on strings.
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4/18/2024 6:32:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Dancing on strings! To satisfy the ways of mankind. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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