Thursday, December 26, 2019

Sun-rising Postponed

Sun-rising Postponed

Some things sort themselves out
you remain worried
how will the sun
rise out of the labyrinth
it is getting into this evening?
Will it shine bright again
the next morning
or get dislocated in the fog
invisible to me
and to you
and to all?
But the sun seems to be toying 
with some different ideas
shining bright the next day
not being its priority for now
it would rather sit with darkness
attend to broken ribs and promises
warm up to those trembling with unknown fear
burning bright can wait
personal glory can wait
it says
when all that it shines for
are at bet.

--Kumar Vikram

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