Opened the window,
A waiting Breeze from the East
Percolated through  steaming heart

Saw him sleeping on sofa
Turned to Left , heaves hurling chest

Travelled again  through his closed eyes
to the Evergreen meadows
(the old acquaintance !)



I remain a ****** till
all the flames of
the Last fire
The world crashed
in the beginning of the night

Sound of breaking glass
Hurricane uprooting trees
Snapping of electrical wires

The night was prolonged
(Shakuni continued the Game of Dice)

An eerie silence surfaced
Through brutal  turmoil