Images intrude into the mind
Clash with the worries
Broken into pieces
Like reflections on a broken mirror
Picture of a bride suddenly changes
Sindoor is wiped off her forehead
Bangles of her hand broken
Bereft of color, she turns into white
In search of the nest
One has already traveled
Two-third of the way
The nest is not to be seen
It’s still far away
Commanding look of the boss
Dejected face of the self
Savage apparitions of the wishes
Unusual thick humid stagnant autumn air
Keep sleep at a distance
In the wee hours of the morning
Mind refuses to think
Eyes rebel
I slide into a dream
Birds chirp
Bell rings in the temple
Waves play on the beach
Cool wind blows from the south
As she appears
Emanating peace and tranquility
I refuse to come out of the dream
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