Mar 2021
through lonely nights
when world howls at the sky
stars walk you home
even if some moon
betrays your luck
faith is a straight line;
lantern piercing a labyrinth
on days the compass is cloudy.
when world howls at the sky
stars walk you home
even if some moon
betrays your luck
faith is a straight line;
lantern piercing a labyrinth
on days the compass is cloudy.
(New Delhi, India)
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