Inquiete Peace

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(Under the Twinkling Stars)

Dark is the night,
Save for the one day –
– less, Full moon

And the Twinkling Stars,
Talking amongst themselves,
Like the bunch of ‘chongas’,
In the ‘wapals’.

A few, from whose
rooms, refracted lights come;

The second ‘katas’ of the,
– wall clock, keeps me,
Company, Little noises
here and there, an almost,
a warning, Or sounds
of cowardice. Sound of
a speeding vehicle has just
– passed, If ye be
– a brave man, not a coward;

Come out to the Judge, in the high,
“To err is humane, but,
To forgive is devine.”!!

– Takhellambam Priyokumar

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