Mute
I stop at times
My thoughts pause or I mute them all .
Nope ; I recline in some other thoughts
Some other savage thoughts
Without a language ,without a dream
I mute them all .
Like those creepy eyes ,thoughts spring up again after an unquenched lustful ******.
Copyright © Bishnu Bhusal | Year Posted 2016
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