in a moon bleached city

at the midnight hour

a stranger

awoke

from a dream

questioning the real

and the unreal

the night helps

none

search

the key lost

the grills and the lock

only the window

and

the cry

of stones and streets

the dry skeleton

of a city

in

the grave

of s l u m b e r

By Vihang Naik

From: India

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