Pranab k c
21/07/2014
replicated eyeballs
simply carrying mystery
the depth of a dark womb
no choice considers
to be attended
no pre-tolerance of facsimile
priorised to be granted
as the signature
when night groaning
with fallen leaves
animals roaming
to hunt their meals
womb expands
to hold
its expanded having
simply not any simplest chariot
caravan perhaps engaged
to carry the wealth
the treasure of life
waiting to be exposed
replication of a whole species
trying to appear
from dark to light!
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