Prime Truth - 89 Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

Pranab k c
29/07/2014

sometimes drizzling
sometimes drenching
sometimes drinking
desperate the coffee shops
mocking corner of morbid vanity
growing gestures of blossomed buds
dancing with high volt
with the friends holding hands

sometimes crypting
sometimes creeping
sometimes calling
crafts of unskilled crawling
desk to desk
only gazing the the grazers
not having sufficient grabs
to meet their required fooding

sometimes all these
sometimes all that
sometimes vacant
to be the beach
never heard any shafting of water
shattering wings of any fliers
drifting decoration of any dipping!