A windless kite was
wavering, like a prayer in sky without
words. Would you come to see me?
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It was not opulence.
Black widow eats the mate after
the love. Cannibalism has gone very high!
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Turning me blue
blithe thoughts had come like snakes
wriggling, biting, leaving tooth marks.
I remained holding a dew drop
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You will change one
day, in rattling bones, trying
to make yourself whole.
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I do not want to become
plaintiff or defendant.
Untethered, I will punish myself
for metaphysical nuances.
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Do not stoke the desires tonight,
my moon is away on the cusp of doubts.
Count you must the needles in heart, of
ifs and buts? A fragile truce was anathema
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Prowling in moonlight,
time beats. Alone I was looted
like the moon. O ballad I will not believe you.
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Increased vascularity of
the road less travelled, I have
started liking you again.
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Incendiary crunch,
waiting to bloom. The self- flagellation
meets half-way the virtuous love.
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Green eyes in the crevices of rocks
will not let the fossil weep
for innocent sun.
A mayfly floats like
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