Treasure Island

gajanan mishra

(3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

Night is not naked


Night is not naked
And let me talk to it.

The darkest sound is
Within our own body and
Let me listen to it.

Here is a moon and
Here is a woman
And they are burning
And there is the fire
Let me see it.

I am looking at me
And it is true like You,
My tongue and my ears
Are on their on ways, true.

Submitted: Saturday, April 19, 2014

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