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Lakshmi Iyer


night out

with the darkness

I imagine

myself to be a shadow

sleeping under the blanket


strings of kite

flying crisscross


in them are the knots

of our routines



all the time

I thought

I'm the best

what about the nature

carving out her jungle




to water the plants

I seep

in the thought

of that origin of the seed




and loving

what I like the best

those moments of ecstasy

of my first born



in the fear of a lie

I make an attempt

to be clear cut

in what I do

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