Just a Smile
she throws
it plunges to a depth
where i can sow my murmurs.
It smells even at the bottom
of oozy woods of roaring sea
of my evoked passions.
Its petals strewn in abyss
of my unfathomable pricks of emotions.
Iam reluctant
to fall prey to the genetic big bang
with a poetic parlour..
to say love
from a sensuous 'she'
to a sensual'me'..
the Rose in Abyss
a womb or a tombstone
for my 'existentialist' fringes
of all my hues and cries..
The Rose halucinates
in all my nooks and corners of
the pensive pulp of
my sterile dreams.
the Rose Smiles
Iam crucified on its thorns...
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I like the rhythm of this poem, it flows smoothly throughout. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn