Shyness shipwrecks my lust and love all at once.
Draped beauties of the blues blush pink and purple at times.
Shrill voices smash the rainbow lightenings looming larger-than-life.
Dried leaves of the yester years die in calmness.
Sedate sense of humour husks you out of the bullies bent upon pig-headed obstinacy.
I see my shadow in the light of love beyond the narratives of the narcissism.
Paranoids pitch in for the passionate existence.
Nothing exists in vacuousness.
I am not all that usurps my mind and gets rooted in mindfulness.
(Copyright: Mangalaprathaban Muralidharan,15/08/2022 )
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