Dedicated to Thiruvananthapuram :)
The fervour of the earthy soil
Smudging softly through my skin
The splatter, the twinkle, and the softness
Of the breeze, flowing from the east,
The fervour of the sun’s rays
Lighting my hair ends, sparkling
The smell which seeps into my lungs
And brings the inner joy
The widening of the joy in my lips
And the drop of rain on my eyelid
The fervour of the rhythmic anklet
Which I had once forsaken
And the screeches of the little creature
Outside my window,
The fervour of the delicacies
Melting in my mouth,
Home it is, the heaven of peace I had longed,
Through the crowd and thickness of time
When sometimes, I forgot to look into the self mirror
To peep into what I am, what I was going through
This moment, had been longed
And the fervour, pure entirety
Will live,
Long.
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