Aloof, we all mingle, form a machine,
Our touch steely and cold, oiled and sheen.
Electrically charged magnetism works,
We are bound together, nobody shirks.
Tightened with nuts and bolts together,
It is the purpose predefined that holds together.
Highly precarious, it can catch a fire,
If any willful passion amongst us emerges
– Obviously, an outlier.
April 2017, © 2017, Prachand. All rights reserved
Beautiful poem You really awesome to write poem. I also love to write poem. If get time just visit my profile. Through poem we can share a lot of things what are in our mind or thoughts. Keep writing your thoughts again and again. Hope your success be in your foot step. Thanks.
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Thanks so much for your kind words. Poetry is perhaps there within us - that's our primitive being, encouraged and discouraged by the rhythm of our everyday life.
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