Sordid six colored spectrum tinkering with gray whores..
Chocolate dream unveiling swooning scarlet..
Sonorous hymn and screaming six strings...
Deep purple lying catatonic with swirling dust of seething dusk....
Surge of sunken thoughts swiveled into blue horizon..
Desolate eyeballs moist with straw colored spirit of pungent odor
Streaks of freaking colors-
Rejuvenated with disintegrating shells off skeptic skeleton...
Scrape the zest off salted lemon..
Burn the flesh of green tinted salmon..
Pleasure to displease and desires to summon..
Words play their luck in this weird backgammon....
Baranagar Heritage Walk
5 years ago
3 comments:
Oh boy!! Your play of words is just stunning!!!
A 1000 thoughts crossed my mind as I read this one...
Death, an old run down bar, some good old gambling, forgotten dreams... gee.. and so many more!!!
This was a REAL thought provoking one, Sayandeep...
@ kavisionz
thanks kavita.... it's but a mindless gibberish..:)
stunning word flow.
love the playfulness in your work.
breath taking poetry.
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