Wabi-sabi


For me you’re designed, mesmeric scarred moon, 
grace gleams in the convolute cradle of cyan night, 
slithers in the silken sky I create for you,
a turquoise trail you trace in my heart incised.

Thunder cloud surges from the edge of stained night, 
the debris of the splintered sky swathes me.
You retreat in the glare of anguish lightning, 
searing the slivers of my fissured essence.

I travel in the tempest of strife,
serenade the broken notes of an unsung song,
in sync with the symphony of flawed passion,
making untuned melody in the snapped string of memory.

In the blemished visage of the veiled sun, 
I paint on the scraped sensual canvas 
your frail face with fragmentary fervor,
sedately smiling eyes sparkle my deranged dream.

On the charismatic canvas cracked,
my failing longing lingers in your effervescent eyes.
Etched in the invented lattice of patterned splendor, 
your unsplit smile shimmers unspoilt.

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