To begin again,
the travesty of understanding...
Stay till end of
my poem, for...
Didn't agree to
sell the dream, for afterlife...
Weeping asokas were talking.
Only THE Plato will tell...
Truth survived between us.
You were my anthem...
How would you retrieve
the soul of moon? There was...
Cuddling instinct.
Was that important to...
Looking past this thin sheet of glass,
In this strange motorized cage...
I was hungry
and you fed the tiger...
instinctive whiskers
blur r e d the rodent to safety...
You begin and end
in sameness. The trust will...
Reasoning
I’m good at it...