Wednesday 10 June 2015

I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: World of Placidity

A fondness to a
mysterious silence 
drilling deep within.
An untoward attraction
towards this gripping stillness.


Renounced my fragile
crusted frame to stay in
peace in solitude with this 
aloof  mind wrecking quietness,
lived dead in this haunted walls of now.


No lights reached to lit 
the deep dungeons of mine.
Choked calmly in a world of placidity,
decorated daily with murky perpetual blues,
growing in my fortunate essence of today to tomorrow.

Picture courtesy:The Maxim Mjodov ‘Occult’ Photos are Mystical
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