RIP
Under the gage of misery
We constructed for pleasure
Where is it now
That cage of handout,
We are brought up!
Then caught up
Furious flush in your blood
Humming a rhyme to sneak under the sleep
Swift seasons of joy
Fall assumption to destroy
Say it
Show it
flow it
Sweep it
Throw it!
Now the meanings are
bifurcated bodies!
Ditched by
Unspoken feelings of
ripped rules!
To sip the sweet flame of
Conjunction!
Lakshmi Varanashi Adkathimar
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very sensuous poem in its rhythm and meter.5 *s
Thank you 🙏