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Art of Pal'mystery'

Undoing along dry creases to
Unveil the secrets that fate treasures,

Lines of folded skin drive down thy valleys and crests,
Earth and Sun battle to map thy Galaxy.

By the banks of Ganges flowing along wrinkles,

Himalayas hide in dry marks cut upon thy palm,
Landscape paints future green
Under the blue sky, shadowing colourful dreams.

Throbbing blood vessels shall fall heavy on thy shoulders,
But crumbling down to dust lies in the hands of thee,
Yet buried under thy skin lies a novel unread,
Whose climax superficial eyes misinterpret,

Fingers fiddle across violas,
Meddle with masterpieces to be born,
Hurt will hinder thyself from hitting the ocean surface,

But thee shall grow back to the moon as a tide,

Meandering hopes lurking in the corners
Undefined dot thy future yellow,

But beware- every dawn blooms a different flower,
Whose deepest secrets shall remain unseen…

- S .Akshayalakshmi

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