August mist with an earthy scent
rejuvenates devil’s ivy, as summer ends.
white, in green
–esthetic in spring!
While polaroids hang on the wall,
crescent tapestry floating aside
faces luminous of those once allied-
absent, in presence
–hazed in dust!
And, the books stacked with care
illuminate the mind with bliss so pure
gnostic transcendence evokes-
power, in consciousness
–locked in memor!
As I sit and write these words in ease
year of twenty seems much less peeve
content, in qualm
–expressive in time!
-Sanjana Singh // 13.08.2020