As a part of CaPoWriMo - 2 I write
Precious Gold Bangles
Seventy gold bangles
Glittering in the dark
Fool’s interest robbed their spark
Now sold worthless
(form -Abhanga: 4 lines with syllable count 6-6-6-4 in addition rhyming scheme a-b-b-c)
I write when my muse play tricks on me hiding behind the tunes of adversity. A simple thing such as smile or touch, anger or quote, music or hum,it sets my world rolling into a ball of perfumed poetry
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