Everyone understands the language
I'm in search of one who understands the nuances
The unspoken layered words that hint
At the glint of the inbuilt.
Restless my heart and soul
Makes my mind insecure
Throbbing beneath the coals of consciousness
Vibrating with restlessness.
Water's refusing to bleed
Underneath the eyelids
Stubborn shadows have stopped to swell
Living in the graveyard of dwell.
Our pulse just feels the beats
In the silences of the heat
The pressures of hanging-on
Takes a toll no-one knows.
When calamities don't faze
The experiences start to make
A version that's unknown
A person refusing to bow.
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Ethereal Expressions
PuisiEthereal Expressions are dewdrops in the chaos of consciousness. Sprinkled with words, they are a peek and dive into the realm of self and shells. My poems have no titles due to the diversity in perception and understanding. I'd love my readers to h...