If you kick at the door to open and see,
you're a fool in public transport.
Then, let me be a foolish drunk
When I open the door to see in dark,
So dark as sages say, you can't foresee
Clouds of gloom.
But the cloud that stands still,
never makes out from transient smokes,
only awaiting for the hours fleet.
How lonely the room appeared!
The night passed the pain and pleasures,
clasped in costly stone, now gone in faded treasures.
Although I knew, you can't see but—
I was wishing for a shade in dark;
So, I tiptoe in the parting hour when little
terror broke apart, those tiny dust makes
a hole, like cameo on camera rolls and
I, for once seemed doubtless as such precious
things keepsake in daylight, slowly faded
mote now makes a narrow light, making bright
the door peephole.
And I could see in the dark even if the light never came out.
— 7th September, 2023
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