Clearing

[Entry for this week's 3WW]


Such bright light,
clouding shut eyes, yet
darkness within hampers one's seeing.

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What I seek are little windows,
Apertures I can slip through.
To sneak in and sneak out
Of past and future,
Pulverize reason,loop ahead
and behind,taunt nature, 
Tear and rewrite its 
Chronological nomenclature.

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Climb

[Entry for this week's 3WW]

Wanderer's struggle,
over foggy, slippery slopes,
denied lenient trail.

Rain

[My entry for this week's 3WW]
 
Quite taken to monsoon,
murmurs rippling feet,
clung long to parched lands.

The rest is noise

Water drops over white lilies,
Shimmer of a mirage,
The rest is noise.