Mahakaal

So many times I chanted the prayer
from childhood to now that I forget
what I pray for or want repeating
mantras while walking at dusk or seeing
images on the lingam that stir
the flame Shiva harnesses deep within

my numbed feet stop before growling dogs
trained to ignore strangers whose lips don’t utter
their names or who aren’t free in leash like them
I fail to filter the chasing darkness
from roadside temple to Sarna Enclave


--R K Singh
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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