Wind… Your sudden disappearance has put me in dismay
From questioning Orion to a sudden dream of it
The more I search for you… The more answers turn rhetoric
The more I try to be dissolved in you
The more you shatter me into pieces
The colors so vibrant as monochrome overshadows my canvas of neverland
Wind…it’s you who’s presence I long
Wind… It’s you with whom I want to elope
Lost for eternity in Nowerign woods
Wind… Either be all to one or one to none
Either dwell into whispers or dive into the cacophony
Either your cry is dismal or exasperated in dejection
Amidst all the bewilderment be a game of myriad permutations
Either dance in the abode of lullabies or just have solace on your shrine
A grave you dug and a grave you’ll abide by
By- Kshitij Sinha
12/12/2020