then ok come and hit the hangovers
come and throw all shits you carry with words
then ok your straps and teasing loyalty
practice to blend it with fictitious fascination
but remember not to smell death from dying one
because it could contaminate your royal gravity
because you not any immortal!
Pranab k c
13/08/2019
contaminate your royal gravity! contaminate your royal gravity! touchee/ bravo! BRAVO!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very intriguing poet with alarming genius at times!
Two your comments give the writing a poetic honor. Thanks for your warm appreciation. Thank you much.