UnniKrishnan P.P Poems

Don't blame the heart, it cried its part.

Mind has an aggressive mindset towards life.
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The possibility of feeling gauged and how,
succumbing to the tyranny of matchless moments.
The aisle that enchants you to an emotional march,
a feeling never taught or enriched within a convent.
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Walking through those scented thoughts,
Poetic stanza just seemed rewriting itself.

Strumming softly as if guitar strings,
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Gleams of carnage passed a cold wave,
caressing and mincing what felt a sublime chant.

Staring by no means was a exemplary discourage,
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The heart aches of the thought,
shining upon the miracle that still persists.
There is an ambiguity at its perpetual work
of the creation it carved and is still at mastery.
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