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~of the deadening doldrums & monsoonal harbingers
.. never any signs and sounds
of a start .. this train.. never
getting heated up even at 40
when the mid noon summer
pours in as magmatic wildfire
trying sucking soul to its last
dripping drop of its plasmic
firing flame still holding
under heavily watering or
ghostly wavering to severe
extinguishing acts- that these
winds play in whatever jargons
.. of a clinical doldrum or
a monsoonal chaos
i wait and wait in an infinite
elusive wait .. to at least taste
your manliness airs.. in your
slightest of the rising smokiness..
in a mixed pain pleasure.. choking
as a boldended tight lover my
parched up tongue.. in a
hungering widen porosities
but poor thing.. there seems a
language-less long standing
a blinkless blankness.. not able
to comprehend even.. of this
a .. ‘stop press’ striking down
sterile stunt.. or is it a trying much
start in motion still a work in progress..
yet not in an open eyeing fruition
whatever
this as if a foreverness.. feels
such heavy hardness of a clueless
nothingness .. a listlessness
of a quizzical existential crisis
questioning cutthroat brutal ..
or is it more of a politely bearing
earthen feminineness in the awaited
brink of a raining pain.. in a gathering
conception.. that is in a welcoming
gestational carrying.. with hope & smiles
blooming within.. for the sooner coming
in .. a deeply sweet crying out clamour.. a
miraculous birth.. after
all the mountainous
silence..
Published 10th Mar 2025
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10th Mar 2025 8:55pm
Hop aboard the train that travels through our hidden thoughts and secrets. Love, hate, death & life. Cool concept and a wonderful description. Great work Uma!! xoxo
10th Mar 2025 9:42pm
Thanks for the read & generous words of reflections..appreciate much Keith xx
