18feb 2021
The street lights disguised as sea horses stood guard all along the shores.. camouflaged, staring front and back, lolling with relaxed demeanour.. secure in their belief of peace in the world.. the crows intermittently alerting them of their duty.. wonder why crows are shunned by everyone.. and why they scream incessantly.. every morning finds them talking non-stop, creating a sound collective.. you offer them food, and they call out to each other first.. whether its caution, fear or an invite, no one can know.. interpreting as per our own inner worlds.. the fog has thickened into creating glimpses of ominous concrete apparitions.. and reality chides perceptions once again..
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