In the Mist by Neetu
December 26, 2021 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as ghosts, mist, Neetu, night, secrets
In the Mist
mist fills the night—
there are no ghosts, just my self
and me in mellow light
I pause only to listen
to rustling in the trees, where
secrets like my own
might be guarded mystery
it’s not for me to know what
theirs might be,
but a comfort to feel
a kindred familiarity
© Neetu Malik
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