White owl with a black crayon;
Flies in the dark
Is racing with sunshine

Black bat with a rainbow quill;
Scribbles on a desk
Raven coloured owl now,
Watches in the wake.

Grey, ‘ish crow with a red bluelabel-40-label-maker;
Names all his stuff
His murder full of thieves
They steal.

Bored, narcissistic poet with his imagination running wild;
Senseless at dusk
Is looking for clarity, hoping for sanity
Writes for its sake.

With the rainbow quill,
and the black crayon,
and the bluelabel-40-label-maker;

By: Viraj Belgaonkar

Pen it... or aaa type it. u know what i mean.

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