Even my thoughts figure
Like water images
Under a microscopic eye
Memories of both
Have similar moon
We both are astronauts
Flying in forms of memoirs
Fulfilling one’s own thirst
With an iceberg breathe
Our aspirations are
Dancing feet of penguins
Just join us in the party
With naked truths
2 comments:
Sweet memories are your lines dear Satya Srinivas Sir, lines of memoirs that take us on a flight like astronauts to the moon to behold a dance of penguins from a flight, high above in the skies, from where naked truths project on a curtain of dazzling delightful thoughts.
Thanks Vijay Vaghela
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