Friday, June 28, 2013

Juxtaposed...the best...proposition...

And he saw
How sparks flew
From burning end
Thrown careless
From a cab
Of a cigarette...
It rolled...
And the late evening towards night
As tolled
on road images got reborn...
Images
Of fire
And cold
Both too bold...

'And fire orangy red on glow
Only heat discharge shows...
And the breeze cool calm
Plants country side balm...'
he knew
Too well
And so
he on road took both the same
As two states...
Tiger Lamb juxtaposed self...

The Best...
A proposition...

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