At the brim

 

 

The acid boils at brim

It corrodes the heart

If tears churn within

And chars the visage

If they slip beyond horizon ;

A struck up empty sigh

Stifled vapor of crackling soul

Hides behind a losing smile

Much like a child behind a pebble

Hides from invisible parents

With his eyes closed

The world appears to overlook

With a knowing glance

That disrobes the concealed evident

Embarrassed in the day

Uneasy in the dark

Till when the day and night

Mingle with each other

Every now and then at the brim.

 

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