My poems and you

My poems lay
Scattered in your pathway
Hoping that you will do this
Pick them up and kiss
And then they would fly
Turn into stars and occupy the sky

My words look at you
They want to mean to you
All that is to be told
Coz when I face you
My feet become cold
The metaphors want you to know
That you are you
And comparisons fail miserably
To describe you

My pen always
Sketches a picture of you
Says you are needed
For the thoughts to flow
Oh dear! do you know
Of my poetry
You are the charm , glitter and glow

(Uttam’s pen)

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