Ashok Kumar Mishra Poet Verse

Flowing

Flowing...

Oozing, leaving the inner tranquility,
Evicted, from the fracture of the shield,
Percolating, through the permeable covering
Accumulated, to the brim, running over and flowing.

Traversing, the fissures in impervious core
Collected, after the continuous downpour
Verbalising, the vehemence of my burbling
Emanated, from the, once desiccated, vents and flowing.

Gleaming, for the reflected light reaching your eyes
Enshrouded, as the purest in each drop
Channeling, out of the cavern of chronicle
Meandered, ambling over the surface and flowing.

~Ashok Kumar Mishra

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Kai Michael Neumann May 7, 2018 at 4:54 AM Mind’ body and soul? Id’ Ego and Super-Ego? Certainty, impermanence and mindfulness? All of the above ... Ashok Kumar Mishra May 7, 2018 at 9:23 AM Umm, very well try! But far away. "Accumulated, to the brim, running over and flowing." "Downpour" these will guide you to reach to decode what is flowing? It's my pleasure you took your time to read this and gave your try :) :) :)