Miser Queen Poem by sekharan pookkat
Miser Queen
The miser queen of words
Stayed in her den
Turning the past pages of her life
And dreamed of wandering lands.
A soft smile appeared
In the corner of her lips for a moment
And glittered her eyes in wonder
As in a documentary scene.
The sweetness of her softness
Flew threw her face
And bloomed like green rose
Scented In the spring.
She trespassed me
Before I can cross the path
And I waved my hands in air
Against the miser queen of words
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4/26/2024 2:27:18 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A perfect word-play about the Miser Queen of Words, painting it as mysterious as the Monalisa Smile.Reading this poem after a long time and enjoying it again.