Pillow
Pillow
The inanimate
Pillow
is better than you.
Without
Any reluctance,
Offers me
Her contour.
Dropping tears
On her bosom,
I drain
My sadness.
Like a loyal aide,
She lullabies me
And
Her invisible
Fingers caress
My tired eyes.
Dream becomes
Her coterie
And
Doesn't bring you
To my town,
Maybe they
Are all aware
Of your mala fide.
Yes,
The inanimate
Pillow
is better than you
And
I am happy
Being cocooned
In her arms.