~neurosis~

whirling around my soul
antsy & ready always
to elicit secrets from me

~~~

keeping a knife of delude
dispersing the fear of squandering oneself
it is more savory for my skin
I could feel how my surface fell in
love with its quencher, was intimate

~~~

tearing my words or filling my
system with latent mist of ennui, hard to feel !
my eyes are wavering between the object
& my surmise

~~~

heart is trudging
it's seeing its primeval life outside
With the flow of ink somewhere
equanimity is being rooted underneath
the self.
Intoxicating obstinacy
Neurosis moving, fading & again arousing
its antsy imbibing my obstinacy
with love
Where I am !!

- Bibhuti