Void

The skull
Is sunk in crimson
Doom….
Brain excavates
A treacherous
Landscape…..
The body
Seeks the abode
Of a mystic manna…
Time evolves
In frozen dream….
Eyes hoodwink
The pastures
Of a sensual poem…
Weak and feeble,
The mind shrugs off
Disappointment….

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Saxophone

The Saxophone….
Blowing gently ….
Touching the
Poetic rhythms of
The heart….
Melodies wake
The soul ….
A pure
Filtering
Of emotions….
Stir a bubble
Of joy ….
A veil of
Romanticism
Lying deeply
Embedded
In the stone—
The body ….
A dream
Inside the music …
A poignant thought
Of melancholy
Whispers