Jawahar Gupta

Unburied beauty

 Forget them not
 Unburied beauty
 Listen to the buried heart
 Where the earth sneeze

 Take me to the place
 Where I have never been
 Where nothing is to loose

 I still remember
 What he taught me
 The gesture of superior woman
 Two for the price of one

 Wandering with five fingers
 With real skin face
 Painting on the wall
 Like sweet morning angel

 ~~~~~Jawahar Gupta ~~~~~

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