WRITTEN IN LATE NIGHT … (2 a.m. )

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The dust was cold as it touched my hair,

Creeping inside the curls  which waved at the wheels,

In a silent night and chaotic heart,

Somewhere, someone is wide awake !!

 

I kissed the word to the glowworm of  Hijli,

Its wings, strong enough to bear the dying flower,

Somewhere through the woods, the road, to

Somewhere , someone who never knew !!

 

The choking silence strangles me ,

Death, perhaps  is just  another reverie;

Of words said and lost before they were felt,

In some strange verse !!

 

The night too mocks for I have sought refuge,

Scared of the heat of the day;

If only darkness would scavenge upon my petals,

Then perhaps acting will not the only way !!

 

 

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3 thoughts on “WRITTEN IN LATE NIGHT … (2 a.m. )

  1. “Death, perhaps  is just  another reverie;
    Of words said and lost before they were felt,
    In some strange verse !! ”

    Again, I am mesmerized by these lines.

  2. “Death, perhaps  is just  another reverie;
    Of words said and lost before they were felt,
    In some strange verse !! ”

    Again, I am mesmerized by these fabulous lines. Your verses are so beautiful in their own mysterious ways. Shall wait for more…

    Cheers!

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