Treasure Island

lalitha iyer

(7.6.1967 / Kochi, India)

Telepathic


Some magic heart types
I could hear the words
some magic lips mutter
I could taste the butter

somebody sings
I flutter with wings
some heart beats
mine reverberates feats

telepathy-thy name is sweet
a child of echo am I
mirroring your face of fictions
your looks of emotionless actions.

passions swim across the air
lust takes shape into a fair
questions quiz you in and out
sadness paints in you the oil canvasses.

face to face they are empty and alien
heart to heart they speak in volumes in train
empathy, sympathy, but not apathy
telepathic codes are heavenly swords.

Submitted: Thursday, January 09, 2014
Edited: Thursday, January 09, 2014
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