Murky water from afar,
if submerged, crisp and crystal clear before the eyes.
Sitting lovingly above the earth, just a little pond full of memories.
As translucent as can be between my fingers
As immovable and as harmless,
Covered with weed.
Uncontrollably transparent our souls are,
Depth underneath.
Silent pond, as still as can be
Cursed with loneliness like me
Together lonely we choose to be, the pond and I.

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Published by Samasya Tapasya

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