Tuesday, July 12, 2022

Deep-sea depth

First gaze to the deep-sea,

Then to the seashore, the corner of eyes.

Next ogle deep into the eyes,

Again, a glance to the deep-sea.

Pretending the mother of vision.

The mother of deep-sea vision.

Pretending as daughter to be pampered.

Acting as a blind actress.

Days and months passed.

While your acting transformed my thoughts,

In my breath, giving direction to breath.

Closing your eyes, burned in prayers,

As modern Radha, the Juliet of Romeo.

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