Arrival

Arrival
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In the intervals of

bidding

a not so good adieu

and telling

 jokes in the morn

someone

 just knocked

 in the haze
as an after thought.

Came in, lit the lantern

as if to write

the incomplete poem,

in the air,

 filled the silence

with a rustle

that wouldn't wake one up.

A presence

against

the not  so unyielding

resistance,

some one stood,

Never to touch,

Not to vex
or to win,

just to show

that fences

are

the fantasies

of the awakened.

just that ,

nothing more.
Aswathi MP