Monday 18 May 2020

Reviving the moon

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

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