On September 23, 2014 / Poems, Vishwas Poems Tags:
blushing smile,
breath,
clouds,
divine developer,
face,
finger tips,
life,
moon,
operating system,
paint brush,
painting,
poem,
poet,
program running,
riot,
sky,
The Divine Developer,
touch screen,
Vishwas,
wonder The Divine Developer The awe-struck moon, Is gazing in wonder At its look-alike, Melting in the Clouds of my arms! Finger-tips of my breath, Are painting a riot Of Blushing smiles On the touch-screen Of her face! After all isn’t Our life just… Another paint-brush
