Monday 3 April 2017

April Fool

Fractures in my leg, worries in your eyes
Faith of our feelings, dubiety in disguise.
"Meet me by the mosque, I'm back in town"
Early summer morning, just to let you down.

Fickle heart, sketching her life to amend,
Clueless of time, the start and the end.
Twisting your mind, evading hints to avoid
Sleepless midnight hours, seeing you get annoyed.

Witty thumbs on the shovel, grinning teeth on the call,
Insomniac immersed eyeballs, bouncing when you fall.
Bite around the bush, not to let you cut to chase,
Silly feeble lips, smiling at blank space.

And all I'd ever do was boiling tamarind seeds
To poke you into some subliminal false leads,
Just to see you put ice cubes in poison slime
To push me to being a fool for a lifetime.

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