The Castle of Crossed Destinies

Wayanad, Kerela

 (I know)

Wings, I gave up

To hide in the web 

Which keeps me tangled, sad, content.

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(Therefore I am)


We walked tipsy, intoxicated, mildly happy
Exchanged numbers, smiles, a few dance moves and secrets.
Betraying the web, seething to strangle the last smiles out of the beautiful slurring lips.

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p.s.: 1)This Post is being written for THE POETRY CONTEST at Blogjunta.com as a part of WOMEN & BLOGGING month

2)shared with Haiku Heights prompt #34
3) A special thanks to the photographer, Naveen for the beautiful picture.