Not a filial bond
But,
A deeper understanding of ‘self’
Between the silent dump
Wagging and rising
The trough, deeper inside;
The clue for ridges, disappear
Behind the plethora of
Crescent waste:
The crumpled crest
The tidal waves repulse
An oceanic throb
That builds their castle
In silent dreams;
Marred with splashes
Marking a dead end
at the cantankerous shore
Thumping belligerently
The brutality of filial bond.
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