Tuesday, 17 September 2024

Lost in Mirages

 

I draw the last breath from a burning ember,

My thoughts tangled with endless fumes.

Running, hiding, lost in mirages.

Where am I, in this twilight drift?


I light another cigarette, pour another cup,

Filling the void inside with smoke and caffeine.

The void flickers with illumination, 

Fragile glow before the silence.

Am I lost in the haze of illusions? 


Rupjyoti 

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