Circumspection
circumspect
I live through many
ages, past is hideout
yarns are spun there
and the ages grow on
like trees shaking off the
wind, in frantic desire
for a free search of the world.
likewise, I spend time
on rustic elements,
the icons of time
a stone here, an animal there,
the wind's kiss
I watch out for insane predators
Man or Beast.
then settle down to enter
a house, a mansion of
deprivation, where rats scuttle
all dreams.
Ananya S Guha
Shillong, INDIA.
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