a poets mind is a devils workshop

a poets mind is a devils workshop, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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this is how it began for me
than i asked you to close your eyes only once and you opened them
breaking the magic.. of the poetry of my new found solace in your soft soothing arms i wanted to hear your purr..but you just brushed my soul with you sensuality your furriness and moved away
and one day you will tire of me i will be just another brick in the wall

a poets mind is a devils workshop
it overworks weaving a carpet
of poetic thoughts does not stop
like monsoonal tears seasonal drops
revolving doors within doors revolving tops
scenic silence moving backdrops
a butchers knife cutting all hopes chop chop
a withered leaf a a pearly tear like a dewdrop
her mind stupidly in levitation as it flip flops
a divine moment of youthfulness tip top
an Indian story teller Aesop a wordsmith
rusty in his ramshackle smithy working
non stop into the soul of her poetry
eavesdrops a moment effervescent
fizzles pops a fiddler serenading
his muse on the rooftop