Sit beside me

In the morning blues

Don’t speak

And let our loneliness

Meet and share space

See the world

In the mist of death

Lie…

Facing me

Under the crimson skies

Don’t touch

You can’t feel

That hollow is hallow

The one that lies within you.

Now stand,

When it’s dark

And seek the seeker

Who’s finding you.

As nights are not safe

For the half dead

With their legs in the grave.

Walk my body…walk

This solace in solitude

Will take me to stars

But right now you need home

And love and life.

Yours truly

Your Crippled soul.

By:

Mandvi Mishra

BA (JMC)