May 18, 2020
Reviving the moon
From the mulch of days and people and events,
From the mulch of love and cheat and hurt
And from under the waters of wakefulness
And sleep and confusion and understanding,
Somehow...
My moon, my heart revives
With sheen and gleam
Of an undertone smile
Of getting stained
By something
Untold, unworded
The syntax and semantics
Of life is so brittle
Only the moon knows
If you are walking
On the rubble
or the route of life…
©Sreeja
interesting art. yours?
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