Wednesday, July 13, 2022

In Search of mother

Mother of my imagination,

Searched for several births,

The moment you acted like a daughter,

A moment of spark,

Turned me to a father, then as a son.

Like a schizophrenic.

Acting as a stranger out of no reason,

The moment of super conduction,

With undefined insights flooded my heart.

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