Shake hand … Jayashree Naidu, Telugu, Indian
Here is my diary
with every page full…
Helloing me
shaking hands in cool reticent words;
Like tears greeting streaming silently
I empty memories
And jettison the
Vacuous moments.
Let not dreams fluster anymore…
an exotic effulgence shall spread over the canopy
and the cloud encrusting moonshine shall disperse.
In a life as expansive as the heavens
a pattering drizzle
springs heart back to life.
Now the clock ticks
moments unburdened
and the body
rests without nightmares.
Unobtruded by companionship
cions of warbling imagination shoot up
I create now,
Time immeasurable… for my own sake.
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Jayashree Naidu
Telugu,
Indian
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Jayashree Naidu