Be Not Vivid

By Akshai Suresh

I love the vagueness of foggy wilderness

Translucence of iridescent bubbles,

Quirkiness of a churning wind’s gait

Smearing the perfect canvas of evening light.

But vividness scares me out, scars me in.

And scrapes out the marrow of my very being.

It screams out voidness with utmost clarity

Killing all nuances of beauty!

So add on that tinge of opaqueness

And stay mystical, wondrous, and full of esoteric meanings.

By Akshai Suresh