Readers please Guess what is the word?
I was searching a' word'
Which escaped from
my poem,
At last I found the
'Word' in the terrace,
When it was sitting
with children and
Staring at your lips
at the time
of your tuition class
I realize only now,
The 'word' had not escaped
From my poem
But eloped with
Your Lips...!
I like the background picture you paint of words not standing still, but moving in all directtions all the time. And when they sometimes collide they form gems of atristry such as this poem. Congratulations.