Monday, 16 March 2015

Broomstick - The Poem

A  Broomstick for the finish!

A spectacular feeling shouts in my heart,  but I am invited to the new world which turns my feelings apart.

All of a sudden,  like the spark from the blue,  I was found thrashed on the floor without any clue.

Just before my conscious was regained,  there was hardly no time for my injuries to get sustained.

The cycle started again the very next day,  after all this is what I can expect in my life everyday.

©Written by Vishal Aryan Komara