He is sitting sullenly,
The pale night on his lap
Like a child, just dead.

Failure! I know not thy other names
Thou may be a heap
Of murky sky.

Who knows, in which part of the sky,
These pale dim infernos
Lie slumbering on!

(C) Hiren Bhattacharyya
02/20/2019


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