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Poem: Gray Welkin by Niha Hasan

"On a sunless day..."

Gray Welkin

By Niha Hasan


On a sunless day, a swarm of flying kites

knocked on the door

of my encumbered mind.

A song of love floating in the air

along with the clouds.

This song became a habit.

I got tangled up in it.

If I ever have to transmute this habit

I don’t know how I’ll be okay

but maybe

my life will move

upside down.

Maybe my morning will fade

like a Gray welkin.

Maybe my evening

will come down

like a sigh.



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