Absent In History Poem by Sajan P.K.

Absent In History



My days,
Dead nights' interludes.

My sight,
Subtracted from dream.

My sigh,
Translated from scream.

My ways,
interruptions of the street.

My walks,
illusions of the feet.

My words,
Sun-dried in sloth.

My world,
on all sides crumpled.

My retreat,
masterful as ever!

My name,
absent in history.

Saturday, February 11, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: identity
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