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May 2019
In shade of the absence of mind
the reason behind wind's flow was known
glasses wore on the eyes, behind the mind
the shades between night and day were shown.
views that run along the window of bus
poured the ambience never before, when mind was off
it's not black and white as they seemed nor right or wrong
A play made by the clown mind to pick one of them among
gazing through the bars of window at distant
the end was not found, instead it was in front
Smell of the food told the flavour of love
decoration beautiful, wouldn't matter at all
consuming wholeness of steeping glory
bursted into a lake of weeping story
Cradle was swinging, painted in white and a toy turning around
a lalla by was singing or playing in mind
angered sea sunk in emotions were calming down.
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