The God’s Equation.

My birthday got me- an Einstein book

Red, inches thick and hard to look.

‘The God’s Equation’, it said it was.

I wondered it as birthday loss.

I opened it, I saw myself. Continue reading

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Gone alone

An extra mile on alien soil
Wringed bones, perched limbs.

An extra mile on alien soil
Tamper cold, fuming winds.

An extra mile on alien soil
A second marked oodles wide,
Myriad backdrops seized her sight.

A second marked as low as blue
Jammed to loam with binding glue
Slyly sun flashed the scene
Spartan lunar pierced rim
Backdrops resins jammed her lust
A second marked slender trust. Continue reading