• mandal_soma 6w

    We will keep appearing and disappearing in the stories of fanatic love written everytime to deduce the substantiality of being in one

    We will wriggle back and forth untill the earth adjusts its motion and man finds peace within

    We and like us many will find solace in sheets soaked in unattended gestures
    And mellow down its severity to utter numbness

    We will find ourselves in doldrums and remain there shredded untill storms lead our ways ahead

    We will keep blowing untill it settles
    Sometimes in the form of letters
    that were never posted
    Or in poems that went archived
    Or in the silence of an estranged love
    Or in conversations with no receiving end