Chittaranjan Dash, Delhi, 24 December 2023
An invisible string of oblivion
The puppet dance of memory
Is this heart – a mirror or soul?
An incessant drop of leaves
On body of a Leviathan shadow
How soft is December grass
Laden with the pearls of dawn
Everything lively, every beauty
Appears like an act of rebellion
And I turn to you as a faithful
To kiss your eyes gleaming
Like two stars after apocalypse
