Fear In Own Home



The light is shaking
In sweaty eyelashes.

Heart is dehydrating
In dizzy cages.

So, I flee in search
For abandoned lens

And I decorate
my home-
A phobia frame.



The windows has
Many hands
Are creeping
On the walls

The ceiling
My mood swings
At every corners.

Like a glowworm-
Fainting and awaking
In green, yellow frame.

My loneliness speaks,
Fear in our home
Is not a shame.





Monobina Nath
Picture  Nick Victor

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