Trusting in someone.
A swinging suspension bridge.
My balance fails me.
There is, there must be
Ample light at the end of
The tiring tunnel.
Scars are my tattoos
On my body; on my soul
They are my story.
Whitecaps on the bay:
A broken signboard banging
In the April wind.
Sleeping in the core
of every babies' heart
A lovely parent.
Dated: 31th March 2025.
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Still lake in moonlight,
owl glides over quiet trees,
shadow melts in calm.
Whispers in the dark,
moonlight carves a ghostly path,
shadows slip like smoke.
Moonlight on your face,
your shadow dancing with mine-
nights hold its soft breath.
Desolated grove;
Better- not to talk about
Gloss of cuscuta!
Dated: 20th April 2025.
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When teak shedded
All the leaves, orchids blooming
With azure sky background!
Dated: 20th April 2025.
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