Friday, 11 April 2025

For Sruthi

Mysteries  and darkness 

Twinned together 

'I know i m beautiful ' you said

And, silences became sensually erotic 

You turned the on switch ,you knew to use it

 it worked so well 

With precision your web pinned my attention.


A while later 

The monsoons burst out from the clouds 

Partially carried in your eyes. 

In that downpour 

I saw a little girl

Aloof, in her loneliness

She argued with the Gods that did'nt exist 

saying it was so easy for her to die 

There....silence again 

Whatever trembled on her lips 

Was no longer a secret 

Whatever made her cry

Made her into a Phénix.


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