Sunday Poem By Yamuna Nair

Mask of Temperament

I am luminous in a way. That isn't being assessed I tried to held that positivity back. Then I felt a spiritual fragrance. He said to me. No. It is the way of your mind. May be good or bad It is up to your consciousness. Then I said to Him Being an outsider always making rift. I tried to climb it Slipping all the time and lost my ways. I couldn't see that ray of light. Now I decided to stay tuned to your ways. Then He said to me. Think O'er and O'er . When you are in the ray of light. You could see my shadow . He whispered to me . Be calm and cool . suddenly I heard the sound of my baby. Oops! I was in a dream Still I felt that spiritual fragrance .

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