The Mist Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The Mist



Into the mist all around,
The hamlets disappearing,
neither I can see you,
Nor can you
In the mist around.

I cannot see where you stand
Just the mist around,
Around me
And around you,
A misty winter morning is it.

The ways are not visible,
The houses not located,
Just into the fog and the mist
Am groping,
Taking to perception.

Tuesday, February 9, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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