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Monday, April 18, 2011

Thirst for love

I was sitting in room
Busy reading a book
A call from a bird
Diverted my attention
She was sitting
On the window grill
Chirping in full volume
Trying hard to seek my attention
Her color was eye catching
Her looks attracted me
Her beauty no less
Instantly created ripples in me
In her I saw somebody who loved me   
I wanted to hold her
Make love and feel her
As I was about to fulfill my desire
A vulture came from nowhere
Picked the bird in its claws
And flew to the sky with her
My love for her,
Her desire for me
Was a thirst neither of us
Could quench

1 comment:

  1. Beauty lies in the beholder’s eyes sir. Your expression for love is sweet and catchy.

    Keep on the nice work!