Poetry

Delhi

There wasn’t a wind in Delhi that day

When currents from the hot earth

Caused the leaves to sway

So relentless the heat

So motionless I sat

So vague seemed the figures

That passed thru the park

Dry vapors of dust

Filled the air at noon

A bit past thirty I was

And just days til full moon.

 

© Armell

 
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