1 september 2021
Be Deceived
Living a death daily,
becomes a normal chore. It was an intense
realization about the ephimerality
of words, the message appearing,
import dying.
The sparks in your eyes
ignite the earth,
without defiling the blue sky.
It was most elemental.
Walking, chatting
green flames― convey a denial
of condensed thoughts. No
milky way. Farewell to tears.
Until you come, the stars,
the moon will not brighten my
kingdom. A peeled off enigma
still prevails.
There was no daymare.
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