
it felt lemony as it sank
Billions of sparkles on my cheek
it was tingling as it rose
It was little but it was sharp
it felt bitter-sweet within
I don't always plim like this
but couldn't resist the yank
Samy
Kashur Kot is Kashmiri for Kashmiri lad. These are notes of one such tramp, from Kashmir and beyond. Prone to instant outbursts of laughter/creativity, I operate from wherever life takes me. Catch me at sameer20[at]gmail.com!
2 comments:
Was it a martini shot -- my friend, that u talking abt.
Excllent description.
M
I like the way u express even the most indescribable things like these.
wonder kid
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