It was easy to unfold It was easy to be untold It was easy to curl It was easy to cry It was easy to cripple It was easy to conjugate It was easy to colloid When I was a nomadic worm When I was a mirth in the marshlands Lattice that I live today […]
Tag: Sky
Poem : Monkey’s Chess
It is his game He and his cohorts He and his pawns It is a pure monkey chess Not the one we play crisp and cross Not the one we play with snake and ladder Not the one we play with bows and arrows Not the one we play with black and white In the […]
