Endlessness Poem by Daipayan Nair
Endlessness
The noon highway is a permanent wait.
I beg at those whistling feet for a lift.
A pair of swooping wings
steal away my morbidity
Now I am a fallen and I have fallen.
I may get recognised
and picked up by another darkness.
Will it be the love two deaths make
in which there is an ending
but one doesn't think of it.
Endlessness being a beautiful horizon
and a forced smile.
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