There are words in the soul of a newborn baby, wanting and
waiting to be written.
― Toba Beta, Betelgeuse Incident
― Toba Beta, Betelgeuse Incident
How
unattached I'm from the world
like
a pea in the pod, unaware, untouched
contamination
will start, as soon as I'll be out
stretched,
twisted with the ways of the world
will be vastly different, colored in the shades
pastures
of unexplained vagaries will grow
attached,
from all angles and sides I'll be, bounded
burned
and baked, fully ripened inside out.
"contamination will start, as soon as I'll be out"
ReplyDeleteThis is awesome and so true!! Wish we were the same inside and out!
Gravid! life unfolds and blossom in that way only!
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