Yawn of the vivacious clouds ((r))

YAWN OF THE  VIVACIOUS CLOUDS  ((R))
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When green turns yellow
And the season sips honey
In pain also there is money
Easy seduction of new fellow

 When yellow sun turns red
Gorgeous night offers a bed
No more weeping tears to shed
There only enthralling flesh wed

 When red become black
Exhilaration reach on head
No reason to break the thread
Vigorous party never like crack

 When black turns golden dawn
Then clouds have vivacious yawn

~~~~~Jawahar Gupta ~~~
 ((((( http://www.poetry.com/poems/1460409-YAWN-OF-THE-VIVACIOUS-CLOUDS  ))))