Thursday, November 30, 2017

BLIND HAZE



Inspite of blind haze
my sturdy eyes, shifted
it's stand
towards
flesh of an image, curved
out of the dark
and
belying my senses
rallied towards the horizon 
not with a walk or any flight whatsoever;
as she left
trailing behind
mountain of shadows 
disintegrated into a lot
and
in a flicker
vanished into the oblivion
oblivious of it's happening
and, a wolf
up of head
Howling all night along
tresspassing her whereabout 

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