Treasure Island

Hrushikesha Mohanty

(Bangalpur, Balasore, Odisha, India)

Counting Stars


IN MID OF NIGHT

THROUGH MY WINDOW STARTED COUNTING
THE STARS THAT I COULD SEE.
THERE WERE SOME BRIGHT AND SOME WEE.

STRETCHED MY HANDS TO TOUCH THEM DEARLY
FOUND THEM WEEPING IN FORLORN SKY.

AFRAID OF THE END OF NIGHT?
AFRAID OF END OF MY SIGHT?

TOLD THEM AND SELF
LET'S BE FOR A MINUTE ALOOF.


.......... hrushikesha mohanty
24 th feb '13

Submitted: Saturday, February 23, 2013
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