Life’s Bellow

by Venkat


a baby cry in its naked truth
held bare by a discerning eye
as life in its soft meaning
loud, unpredictable
unforeseen, by nature
crying out its soul
of continuous change
demanding attention
from hard spiky edges

irritation on the mind
a heart unrelenting
as life’s tears bellow
numb as inanimate stones
we lie on same ground
yet yearning ever, a change


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