Sleep gently on these bleeding eyes
as my red muse spreads unsure wings
to soar into heavens born of whispering lies.
Sleep gently on my bleeding eyes
and see papery dreams in disguise
those pink bougainvillea rising in rings
of sleep. Gently on these bleeding eyes
my red muse spreads his sure wings.
Anupama Raju is a writer and poet based in Thiruvananthapuram.
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