A vacuum, lust
upon the cracking walls
that
through it
I can feel an image
ghostly in your weariness
treadings your silent feet into me –
crushed atoms
buzz
with thousand wings
into my inner space
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Cryptic in tone but the imagery is impressive.
So much thanks dear Sir Vijay Nair Jee