Poem by Irannii Saikia
SHE’S COMING WITH DRIFTLESS PETALS
She turn over a new leaf
With driftless petals.
Though griefs has bleed by wound
Through a grapnel..
Her service is unseen indeed
As a maid she deed on street
To broom, whole day and night
Where her food is throwing mermaid !
Nighter she told her health
To impress by herself,
Nor she harder to break one’s heart
Where she has greet, to pay one’s respect.
Hiding stories are now swelling
As a driftwood within waves.
It’s a hard nut to crack, to review
All though drama of the climax!
A seal of love, she has craft
Where no one can ignore her message.
If greetings of these, goes ‘to prompt ‘
To passing round the hat for adorn!
You should not feel then
As the lazy bones,
Where she turn over a new leaf
With though driftless petals.