SUMMER OF 43

In the vicinity of my hunger

Falling apart,breaking into pieces

The Moon

One insane termed it as 'Roti'

In the vicinity of my attire

Tearing apart,fading out fast

The Green

One lover coined it as 'veil'

Of the earth.

In the vicinity of my house
Moving apart,the parental spring
The bricks
One mason called it as 'plaster'

In the summer of 43
I was reborn to declare the
Impermanence of life...