• sahoosmruti 9w


    The edges of my hollowness
    may make you decipher
    the oozing melancholy
    of my poetry.

    My poetry
    breathes within
    the one word replies
    you occasionally send
    after reading the lines .

    No, you are not a
    favourite reader .
    Not a regular one also.
    Still,my poetry awaits
    to meet your glance.

    Wheather it is an appreciation
    or correction
    that never bothers.
    Because it's existence
    camouflages within
    a single consideration .