A Hazy Mirage


In the midwinter a dazzling storm, 

left only to feel, the here, the now and the gone.

A hazy mirage not so hazy, not so mirage. 

Stood still, dim and harsh-

the stars that I would have followed you till.

The skies that I would have loved you till.



A Hazy Mirage by Jasleen Kaur

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