Camouflage of Emptiness !



A fool in me,
once started
naming the clouds,
trying to understand
how things move,
blind he was,
like the 'me', I was;
in strange yet
familiar land-
he made me
acquaintance to the world,
a communion,
it was of dead abodes.

He then started
"to comprehend love,"
still a fool he was,
 in his heart.
And I moved on in
all life's senses,
I too died along him
in his inferences.

The fool vanished then,
 in me and in him. 
And all I was, 
camouflage of emptiness !

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