• amalendu 10w

    Afternoon's Verandah

    An emptiness pierce through the afternoon window
    She rushes to close it
    to immerse in the darkness

    There is a life that exist beyond the window
    It is ages, she has gone there out
    A fear has taken over
    Or perhaps,
    an inertia of rest
    She is undetermined

    It doesn't seem to be so within
    There is a restlessness
    being far away from
    his smell and touch

    The closed window of afternoon does not invoke darkness
    as she walks back to the alley of afternoon verandah