Friday 18 April 2014


  
 A SONG
(April-18)
                                             courtesy : google image

 With those
Dove-alphabets
The song Written on
The azure paper
Sung by you
Is powerful
To stop    
The blood-bath
I sink my quill
In the sun-pot
Copy
Those songs
And whisper
To the wind
To take them
Far and wide

Posted for Marian’s prompt Working On That @ Real Toads