Poetry

Mundane, Magical

As the night casts its magic

on an uneven

divided city

a megapolis

vertical

horizontal for others

eyes wait eagerly

for that eternal wanderer

moon to

light up

seamy nooks and corners

and a figure

a stride a winged horse

white,

coming over seas

and oceans

astral visits

illuminating inner solitude

and life!

                                                                ~Sunil Sharma

                                                                    Mumbai India

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