Saturday, 5 August 2023

The remnants

 


 

Inching slowly outward bound

We wisely enter our mental maze

For our mirrors reflect outwards

Change façade as per the pretence

They remain blind from within .

While the beholder approves

The echo of his own semblance

Construed to be the voice of mirror

In reality the mirror is silent within

And is full of overflowing emptiness

Merely a pretence of reflective façade

The taste of  his insipid  cracked  cup

The culmination of a challenge lies in  origin

While we often destroy seeds on twigs

Merely to remain clean handed forever

There are no remnants of emptiness .

 

Delhi

00     10 hrs

2084

6.8.23

 

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