Irony Of Gist

Folder: 
Satish Verma

The finger and a ring― 
a story of bonhomie; 
if you live precariously. 

Difficult when you are perceptively nimble. 

I would like to take off― 
any clinger. 

If you live in a crate, ― 
there is no escape. 
The pollination has stopped. 

The washed bees will not go anywhere― 
in this rain. 

The bumbler will strike 
when you are eating the poem.