Being the good boy that I am!
Maai says ‘to be’ and never ‘not to be’
There is a loud noise that never stops
“Earth’s resting hymn”: Poetic Murmur 7
Log: 15/09/2023, 12:29 AM (IST), Breezy Night
Life is a tapestry, of turmoil far worse, than our dreams. The sensible and coherent teachings often get lost, at the back of our heads. In heaps, all the chapters lay empty, stained, in memories of the past, fast to the time lapses objects move, the panorama lights, in hues and lay the tongue of the serpent, all waiting to lick, no hiss, with its mouth and fangs ready, to kiss and form the foam of lusty salivating kill, acting out as if death is duplicitous, mirrors are smoky tale, many people die and death comes to them when living in a misery created by them for themselves. As all snakes start giving me A hiss for a kiss, injecting venom inside my blood, and it mixed with all organs. The violet flower erupted out of my veins flowed red and violet. Maybe Maai did not know about this hence I choose ‘not to be’ everytime.
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Rest of the poems on Earth’s Resting Hymn..
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