The Night Poem by Daipayan Nair

I break my house
where there is light.

I shatter at places
where the pandemonium
peeps into.

I stare and keep staring
where many wings leave me
and only a few return.

I feel lost in her palm shade
where I am present
without a gaze.

I hallucinate in circles forever
where they stir me
till their confusion, meeting me
still being unsure.

I forget myself
as the first page folded,
tucked under a cup
of recreation.

I try remembering
where I am the first word
in the last voice.

I gather myself once again
where I can touch
myself without light
and feel, I can continue.