A Jellyfish in Sun



Read it.... some of you felt the same.

And more things gonna disappear

with each change, more strings ,

more pull , more pills

or more looking back ,

and as the days begin to race , world swells

and spaces gonna squeeze.

Soon there will be less unknown ,

and lesser unseen

and the rest are glass- doored.

Will get surprised to step on own foot ,

sometimes .

All those walks on untouched earth ,

through smoggy bends with a fear

for a blank planet ,

all those words with the silent nights ,

cocooned in cotton blanket

dreams in trance, untold utopias .

Someday, all sands gonna blend

like smell of ‘Secret love spell’

in thin air , — and NO MORE PLACE TO CRY ALONE.

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