dry, misty and some words


The mist forms a silhouette
The silhouette smiles
That couldn’t be you
I float a bit, bit of a row,
But the boats stuck
The raft topples
The pool whirls
The eddy is in frenzy
I stop, smile,….confuse
Blink, gap,….freeze

Loosing my step
And didn’t yet come
So am at your hearth
Tired and euphoric
Fast pulses, slow steps

Drowned in the soul
…..it’s no more dry in this land
…..its no more wet,
its all nomadic, no more habitat
the fire inside,… no smoke
no light, …
dreams to ashes

with or without you
no desires, no hopes,
the eons of longing
no more thirst

the rising sun
the rising world
the sinking me!
Copyright © Neerja Yadav

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