Monday, April 15, 2013


Someday if you discover
The rhythm divine in your flute
And believe you’re riding a rollercoaster,
Don’t pamper your skin with goose bumps,
Nor kiss those butterflies tickling your tummy
And never ever take the stairway to cloud nine…
Because when you’ll least expect
Surely it’ll rain, leaving you with a wet bamboo,
Baffled on the top of a dead merry-go-round
In a haunted fairground under a starless sky!
So, do not marry two extravagant queens
Choose the music or a hair-raising ride…

- Anunoy Samanta

(Written for NaPoWriMo 2013 - 30 Poems in 30 Days challenge!)

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