Conversations with my Master

Hey Sloth!
Winnow away that indolence. Lousy!
Manifest your spine
Let this tip upon a paper. Dance.
Rattle up the senses out of your wits. Create.
In utmost daft calligraphy
Some chortle verses this time.

I protest and detest
The indigo is full uptill the brim. Bingo.
Glowering from my tidy desk
I decide not to serve any whim.

I’m not the one to bother
It’s him poking on me after you
Revealing a common thread, same pears of red
This man
Calls you his great-granddaughter
Snub him or wave out to him
If you even remember his name.

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Shweta Agarwal

Shweta Agarwal is a trained and experienced science teacher. During her teaching days she experienced a brief stint as an editor of a reputed Publishing house. The enigma of words has since captured her, and she now freelances as a blogger and writer. She has authored a mystery novella ‘Why should I be Good?’

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