Vague mountains

Vaguely we would have our ginger and tea
In earth of cups, handed by Himalayan men
In overcoats as the mouths steamed words

As if they were very peaks that sent vapor
Vaguely to the higher reaches of Himalayas.
So we would vaguely dream the mountains

In our pillows but patience came to an end
As the dark reinstated behind shifting eyes,
When all was vague in the darkness of hills.


About nisheedhi

Retired banker with poetry and photography as chief interests
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