Take two;
let’s start anew.
A new conversation; a new loop.
A new trance; a new feud.
Running lights on streets that know us.
Alighting ideas till we turn to sawdust.
Saw dust? Hearing must.
An elliptical corner turn;
Akin to the universe I saw in your eyes.
But eyes hide lies; secrets and cries.
Tiring times make for tired people.
Creative void and attempts futile.
Gotta go long miles.
Before we hang these boots.
Poof.
Gone. The whole crew.
Remember blues’s clues?
Promises to be my muse?
Wasn’t world supposed to be cute?
A privileged hue?
But now it is turning blue.
Taking cues: Ready to face abuse.
Things are burning everywhere but in news.
Wanna understand the real you?
Take two.
