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కను రెప్పలకి రెక్కలు వస్తే
కలలో అలలా దాగిన నీ
కదిలే కంటి చూపులలో
కనుమరుగైపోనా ?

Wave

A dense darker world that awaits inside

is the only comprehensible wreckage left

after a nameless and unfinished giant storm

had pitilessly returned with its devouring talons

stretched towards the brutishly broken bones

and heartlessly kneaded heart hiding

in a gray heap of rusted self that is freshly

recuperating solely in a deserted sanctuary

is forcefully strewn somewhere into the stardust

suffering on the edge of your sudden glimpse

that witness a fragment of space full of my ruins.

Twenty Hours

I stumble upon a late-night wait

Again.

Stumbling upon an absence

And upon loneliness. 

This time, crushed as never before.

Sea

The sea rushes into dark,

to the solitary shadow 

of its deepest malady

floating blindly, in fainting

memory of a far away self.

Cloud

This desolate love

sink drop by drop

into bleeding dark,

thrashing silence

betwixt the legs

that ran restlessly

for an eternity

seeking you.

Sway

I retrieve while it's not yet dark

from the overlapping cleavages

of your painted breasts

which carry a cleft soul

into which I otherwise

gaze in vain till its dark again.

This salvage lapses into image

of  never seen light of "self"

that waver and linger feebly

on the distorted edges of life.

Stay

Our desultory meeting
in exorbitance of a summer rain
yield a little more idleness,
with one of those negligent touches
faintly succumbing us
to this frail hurdle of inert love,
that soon scrolls and trolls
quietly under the fleeing floor
of an uninhabited green ocean
waving back into our summer hearts.