Something scribbled here is not having any rules
but have the words made by the alphabets of
the language of my mind....
MAYHEM
Born in May
My hellish thoughts
may hem you all
my arms as helms
made a mayhem life
pardon me all
A......Lone
Just a moment
close your eyes
take a deep breath
can you hear
groaning of a seagull
sitting on a twig
accidentally stuck
and float
amidst the vast ocean
at the end of maze
neither soar nor move
as it flapped and overflapped
in the waves of life
vanished in the salts of tears
just a moment
can you hear
the voice of emptiness....?
A .....Scene
A drop of tears
filled her eyes
As the curtain fell
of one act play
A tragic dramma
of none can pick
the beads so scattered
of my chain sans thread
of life is used for
the smile of others
momentary bubbles of love
A Bead
The bead on the way
forced me to stop
took it in my palm
made as a bowl
unfurled the story
resembled wives
who was orphaned
or of a lover
awaiting a romantic hero
but was of a true wife
abandoned by the soldier
accepting the garland
of immortality....
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