Pimple

By Gnyaneswari

P  ink celestial dots, shimmering under my eyes,

I   n the morning they appear and by the night they die.

M yraciously, small but large under a gaze,

P  receding every other feature of my face.

L  ike phases of life, it comes and goes by,

E  verytime turning my skin into a star studded sky.

By Gnyaneswari