• anjithasankar 32w

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    The mud coloured four walls
    The light offers really the darkness
    The strange faces vomit the
    grunting sound, drills the brain
    What is happening or what to do?
    Nothing more to do to bloom the
    bud sleeping like a corpse .
    After being tired off by searching
    for something, the droplets are
    started waving from the blue coloured
    ocean; started to flow and flow...
    Nothing is remaing to anchor it..
    Flowing ...flowing...flowing..
    I started watching its move
    Where is it going with such a hurry?
    Its sizzling move offers like a vibrant
    plume where it passes...
    A sort of happiness flagging
    As it moves through the body
    Realized how beautiful I am
    Gives a wild shape to my cheeks,
    Lip, breast and give a naughty dip
    On my navel..Moves and moves...
    Suddenly it stops! It stops!
    What is happening between them
    A fine drop of salt water merges with
    a black mole hides on my foot
    They melts together like a dew melts
    on a warm sunlight..My brain proclaims
    for a weird love I have ever seen..
    Bt my heart..It accept it..
    Just fell for them...That weird love..
    ©anjithasankar