Interlude
The fog
clouded the dirty landscape,
Visions obscured.
How long
it will remain suspended
in the atmosphere !
When it dissipated
downwind
I will go out of the confines
of my house
again to become
a miniscule part
of the landscape.
Copyright © Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh | Year Posted 2020
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