A petite adolescent
Unwise and ignorant
A sprinkle from ancient cosmic wonder
Dressed in a shimmering attire
Spinning like a kid in flowery frock
Recording and recollecting impressions –
Akin to a corrupt compact disk
Prone to errors and scratches
Never immune from mistakes
I trouble men
Stopping at the crucial time
When and where – a surprise
Who do you think I am?
Your very life,your mind, a memory
Or the world you live in…
Some call me destiny
A sweet illusion – difficult to be deciphered
An engaging poetic divertissement.
Thankyou Louis, hope you enjoyed it.
A charming concept; a delightful poem.
🙂 thankyou so much vijay ji
Beautifully penned.
Thankyou soooo muchhhh santosh mam