by Nithya Mariam John
(Kottayam, Kerala, India)
It is quite a state
when Life is at war with you.
Illusions, masks, fantasies
Chimera
All echo the meaningless ambitions of
short lived memories.
You find your friend
grope the gyre;
the ruling dynasty
wields the sword.
Painted against the blue sky,
the crow looks like
blackened grass
lion, goat and snake
competing with desire.
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