in this post i am going to compose an arbitrrary poem on th efirst proper noun word that comes in my mind.Each poem will be 4 lines long and will speak abt some deep inherent characteristic of life
Hair:
Sitting astride on thy ornate crown
like bountiful crashes of the unruly sea
In its infinitude of enmeshed meshes can drown
a man ,already hitched or free
thy silken strands beckon me forth ;afire
like a pharos on the unreachable moons
and simultaneous the feeling to stop and admire
the casual flick ,the nonchalant caress
by fingers running through vague dunes;
and when the vermilion flourish embellishes;
after your daily dip ;
the parting in your half wet forehead
the heart-wrenching chastity of the sight elicits
despair deluged in the radiance of divine harmony
