We smile and begin our voyage.
None brings the blues branding the yellow river.
She sings a melody of her heart.
I melt with her melodious voice.
How do we spice up our love?
Crimson Tide sinks in the Ocean of bliss.
I blink at the horizonless caves of wisdom
dwarfed in my poems.
Symphony smiles at her.
We will splash the blues and resist the urge to spill the beans of yesterday.
Water flows through nothingness.
I am haunted by my chisels of love carving out a chaotic breeze in the world of words.
Her smiles freeze my thoughts forever.
(Copyright: © Mangalaprathaban Muralidharan, September25, 2024)
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