And Now For Something Completely Different
With the help of my heart I breathe..
With the help of my brain I see..
With the help of my conscience I speak..
With the help of my blood I sense..
With the help of my skin I smell..
I grow shy and blush instantly
If at all a flower stares at me.
Though I decide eschewing him
I day dream cascading with his love..
Deliberately forget crucial tasks to be done.
Infatuated or rather I say obsessed
On him who swells & dwells within me
Numbing my nerves to the pain..
Even if I step on glowing embers.
As I am diving myself
into the fire of relationship,
Romance seems to be dancing
same as peacock in the rain.
I blink and think,
sink and wink,
kick and click,
Feel like newborn chick
Dressed in pink..
Finally fall sick,
Finding the gimmick of Love!!
20-5-2020
~DEEPA~
Note 1:This is a take on the Monty Python lead in
...and now for something completely different
poetry contest.
Sponsored by John Lawless
First place in the contest.:-)
Note 2:The 'STRAND no 780,
any theme any form' Poetry Contest
Sponsor:Brian Strand.
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