You have plankton me

like a little modest child

You have shown me

the unveiling shades of shy.


Like the creepy little plants

that live more in barren lands

But once in a day break

dries up with a step by a stand.


Your eyes make me glorify

glory in assasinity,

chasing the dreams with enormity

I found it in your busy sheets.


Puzzled by the way to go

nipped into the world of sorrow

I thought you would be there

But saw not a single breakthrough.


I’m still, I’m in your sunken worship

and will be there till the last heartbeat.


*****Written by: Lovely Chetia*****