I storm into her vista of love;
She winks at me.
I smile at her wisdom,
mimicking my shadows.
Craved for her love, though she frowns upon my delayed response.
I live in a timeless universe
and empty out everything for her.
We do not silence the echoes of our hearts longing for the communion.
Saddened by the blues of her Utopia,
my daydreams dive into an ocean of nothingness.
Syncopate the best with the worst,
even when we sing
a song for the Divine Intervention.
I know all about her crayons.
How do they dance on the blank planks?
I am not flanked by the spies spilling the beans, but my sparrows point out the flimsole line on the sinking ship of a merchant.
(Copyright: ©Mangalaprathaban Muralidharan,July03,2024)
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