The Bereft

THEBEREFT
In ThatSpring…
When TheFlowers Were Chuckling
I SoughtFor You.
Unscrupulous You Were…
In That SultrySummer,
WhileMy Cells WerePierced,
Knocking Your Door
With MyConsecratedMelancholies
I Was Thrown Out.
Nefarious YouWere…, ., ., .
Being Melted
In That Derogating Rain,
While The Frogs Were Lyring…
IStood Your Yard.
The Bereft…..I Were……………
In ThatWinter….
While Lying Hearing The Lullaby Of DewDrops On The Grass
I Saw You With Flowers And Tears.
My Neighbour Souls Muttered: "Camouflage"…

by SYAM CHANDRAN PERINKULAM

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