Sunday, February 5, 2017

IN COZY ILLUSIONS





Before the ant-eaten roots

yield to storm and the roof cracks

I must find a new shelter

to escape the full collapse:




the facade of specious house

and dead wood midst dust and green

have popped up myths of ages

academics recycle




holding gods in the hand

in cozy illusions

perpetuate newer

games of convenience



--R.K.SINGH



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