MISS KRISHNA BOSE, M. A.
I walked down
the soot-laden nauseating corridors
infested by worms, stinging wasps
blood-sucking leeches
tangled cobwebs.
Suddenly I discovered a white spot
unmapped like a patch of sky,
emitting white lights.
It blinded me, clasped me with human hands,
I saw thee frozen face of loneliness.