Thursday, March 22, 2018

FIXED



It was dark frenzy night
In the dense forest -
Canopy of wilderness;
From in here
Long standing trees
were shifting ghost 
leaves by leaves,
Sipping silently
The rustle of dead words.
And
Holding my breath 
I stood fixed
Like a dead man
To find myself 
Half part human, and 
Half part denizen


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