Her blinking light stays ahead of the blues branding the yellow swifts in love.
Mosaics of the past bring out the lasting limits.
Nothing silences the past in the bullying seasons.
The Crown of the Red dwarfs the vistas of the silky cloudburst.
Oceans drink the endless stream of rivers losing themselves in love.
We see the fish fly in delight at times.
Clicks of the future flick in the pleasant ooze of the present.
We shiver in the dreadful strangeness, while we create a new canvas in the shadows of love lost in life.
His goatee smirks at creativity for ever.
She smiles at his wilful deception to blink out of nothingness.
Her strings of Passion cry aloud to sip the sadness.
He melts with her in love and lust.
Nonchalant is his rocking horse to spill the dots of vacuous splurge of ego.
(Copyright:© Mangalaprathaban Muralidharan, 11 August,2024)
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