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
Copyright © Ashok Kumar Mishra | Year Posted 2018
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