I sat down, took my pen and scribbled this down. It turned out to be a Poem! The poem has a wide meaning and hence calls for strong interpreting skills to avoid misunderstandings- just saying- There you go, i hope you enjoy the poem.
FOLKS VISIT
Let’s do
some lip syncing,
On the sofa,
some hip sinking,
A bit, not
so far, I’ll leap, no looking,
Nectar,
crystals of sugar, lick off your pinky.
Mirrors
don’t lie, beauty doesn’t die,
Reflections
in the eye blur when you cry,
Besides you are
high, yet not a smoke by,
Fluffy tantalizing pie, best served
when dry
Memories
brightening, sweet visions fading,
Endless
sweat dripping, on the forehead trickling,
Warm breath
brushing, skin slowly goose-bumping,
Melodies in
the background playing, swift wind howling
Short-lived
ecstasy, well, world full of gifts,
Finger on the door bell, everything up the waists,
Wrinkly,
bright ever calm faces, a visit from my folks,
Had to
handle some cases, great, old memories, clinging forks
POEM BY ANDY
7TH MARCH 2015.
