"Some days when I am able to pick a pen and write, I know I have been blessed."~Savita

Welcome to my blog. In my quiet hours I seek to touch the depth of myself and my surroundings. My thoughts that take form of poetry are just the scratches on the surface of life as it reveals to me. Wrapped in a delicate veil of symbolism and ambiguity these verses and expressions also fulfill my desire to share a bit of my self with others. I hope reading them would be as enjoyable for you as writing them has been for me.

Sunday, June 18, 2017

How She Got Her Washing Machine!

When computer tries to read your mind
And words are changed by auto checks 
Be careful for what may be lurking behind.
She writes to Westin to book a room
Auto spell changes it to Westinghouse!
Two days later-
She finds a washing machine at her door

Her holiday plans are now doomed. 

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