Enigma enclosed
Porcelain posture
The syrup brews
Midst me.
Delicacies dipped
In delusions
Spiral inside my walls.
Hospitality conjoins hypocrisy
They tremble on my rim
As I chafe their vocal eye.
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Posted by: Shiva Nagri | 16 June, 2010
The Cup
Posted in Uncategorized
hey nice one ……… keep it up…….hey its atleast better than what i used to write
By: sharad on 17 June, 2010
at 3:40 AM
*LOVED* it…
i liked the way you played with words..
my fav. being
‘they tremble on my rim
as i chafe their vocal eye’
your work offered a lot of space for a reader to actually comprehend and absorb the work.. very very nice piece of work..
By: nikita tanwar on 8 August, 2010
at 11:46 AM
really good one bro and u choose the right path for ur education i.e. JOURNALISM….
By: Arjun Singh on 8 August, 2010
at 5:19 PM