Phantoms Poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri
Phantoms
As phantoms of past hurts
Knocked at my midnight
At the unlit corner where
Awareness took a blind turn
I tried to think tall cedars
And tiny violet flowers
Strewn on the garden path
Sundials with quick hands
Full-grown Great Danes
Chasing winter shadows
Then my morning came soon
In the aura of the glass-house
And the luminescent spaces
Of the sun-lit bamboo groves.
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