Twisted Twilights..

Twists and turns of Life

Makes me walk at the edge of the proverbial knife..

I love looking forward to those twisted turns on my drive..

This twisted turn when one sees the end of one path

And looks forward to a brand new jive..

For, tedious is that long straight road..

Deprived of twists, it makes me want to implode..

Instead of imploding, I choose..

To concoct a brand new chapter..

Oh, I love being my own muse..

This twisty twilight I love..

Makes me break the daze of the everyday..

I behold myself with a little more compassion..

As I do with several silly little things around me..

In the morning I behold the Chennai sky..

At home, I put on a convenient disguise..

But soon, time to move on...with a sigh..

I feel a little absurd about creating these lies..

Of my penchant for these ponderous goodbyes..

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