Saturday, January 2, 2016



Looking from here
in this misty evening
the faraway hill and
its lush greenery enveloped by 
the smoke screen of haze
like my  perplexed cloudy mind,
which hides my
otherwise my crystal clear, transparent mind.
How long should I wait
for the rise of a
new Sun, a new dawn 
which wipes  away the
haze of the faraway hill
unveiling the thick greenery
and the sky-touching hill.
How long should I wait
for the smoke screen of perplexity
covering my mind fades away.  

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