Treasure Island

Vishal Sharma

(10th july 1996/Samastipur (Bihar) / India)

Poems keep my soul fresh


A poem and poem and poem for eternity
and a pen and a pen and a pen for my insanity
my love has a clour red and it never clots
and even in the hard times i never give up plots

i have my own domain and you got it proven
please wait for sometime my bread is still in oven
call me call me a sweet sugar coated candy
otherwise with you i will not prove to be handy

leave behind my old sayings and words
usually they were needles, now i have swords
my blood contains red blood cells and poetry
have you ever heard such a heartfelt story

i do no rubbish with all my lovers here
i try as possible as i can to have my love share
and having being blessed with this almighty grace
it is my poems that keep my soul fresh.

Submitted: Friday, June 14, 2013
Edited: Saturday, June 15, 2013

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  • Paul Fowler (6/14/2013 1:39:00 PM)

    Vishal, the title of this poem really jumped out and caught my attention. Good writing!

    Best wishes
    Paul (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (6/14/2013 1:16:00 PM)

    Because your heart loves art thats why.... and so please do write your art for heart Ok! great work Vishal_Soul (Report) Reply

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