Posted by: Ron DuBour | May 18, 2017

AWARDS~by Jagjit Singh Jandu




Awards have lost their colour
You can form & carve out one
Now a days
These grow as rainy season fruits
Just as particles of snow fall

Medals don’t like be left behind
You may win bronze for sure
Silver or Gold as your pen flows
Phrases smile, words laugh
How they live & get to be bestowed

Don’t feel jealous
Write something small three liner
Choose your imagery silky in satin
Make the verse bruise
With your native, English or Latin
(c)Jagjit Singh Jandu(Jit)
@ May 17, 2017
All Rights Reserved


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