I met a writer from a cosmic world

I met a writer
from a cosmic world
Who said____
I feel the aura
and efficacy
Of your poetries
every evening
When I sit
on the pedestal
of my terrace

I listen to your
euphoric verses
every dusk in the
Flutter of warblers
returning to their nests

I behold the inveteracies
of your declarations
In every knackered souls
passing by the road
carrying bags filled
With gazettes and groceries
Back to their homes

I sense the reclusion
of your brief spells
(That vanished in front
of catchy narratives and epics)
In this new age chic
smouldering their cigars resolutely

I met a writer
from a cosmic world
Who goes on to say that
'I'm not a writer'
But was destined
To take the circular shape
of a drop which subsists
in this vast blue ocean!



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