Lexes first come in her eyes,
Why say then or even write?
Bitter or better or being shy,
Split second enough to define!
The prospective first aligned?
Or merge with shadow to shine!
Or walk along rivers of divine,
All on the Face shows the signs!
A mirage sends solace for thee,
Knowing there’s none to greet;
You change paths not in retreat,
It’s face first that sends receipts! 😊
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2026