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*****