I have layered my sleep,
over
the frozen tip
of an iceberg
Drifting slowly
on the surface of the moon
What willfullness, I smiled
my first laugh
like a new born child
My sweetness evaporated
Like a red Mars
on your lips
© Tapeshwar Prasad
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Short yet strikes the cords. Such a Lovely poem.
So much thanks Jagdish Sharma Jee.
A delightful,surreal poem.
Much thanks Vijay Nair Jee.
An interesting read poet Tapeshwar
An exercise in surrealism on a planetary scale .