My Desolation

like a common evening brown,

i try hiding in the dry leaves of sleeping memories in the back court yard.

careful not to disturb them..

vigilant to be drab like them..

so that i no more exist.

my desolation is now complete.

sea hides a lot faces..

sea has got a lot faces hidden inside.
i tried may filters but she never let me see them.

In a Lonely dream..

in a lonely dream,


i was alone in the sea shore..under a strong sun
with his rays almost tearing off my flesh..



but i was in a sea shore..
and it was evening..



i find my shadow longer than me..elder than me..
may be shadows never sleep..
that they never have sepia dreams.



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