Love is a catchy tune and swingy number

those chance encounters
like sighting a bright-plumed kingfisher
on a tree stump near the concrete rubble -
followed by
repeat modes that are perfectly timed.


smoothen and mollify
life’s sharp corners jutting like the edges of a steel sink
that jab the flesh into sharp cries
every time I pass by.


the lip hums and croons
a string of words
turning them a favourite tune first
and then, a haunting melody. 


on bright summer grasslands, lithe mind stretches
into delightful grasshopper jives and somersaults. 


love-struck heart, puffed up like a fluffy omelette -
gambols high into the blue sky, misses a quick beat,
and lands a little farther away
near the gurgling water fountain
and that fragrant bush of white jasmines.
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#karkuzhali
23.04.2020