Evanescent

By Susmita Chatterjee Alias Aloakash

A black star died today

Two black wings breathed

A key that closes unto herself

In evanescent eternity

Whose fault it is

Whose vault was it

Questions of kabbalah unlocked

In the nascent white of serenity

From death to life

Or,

Life in inceptions

The answers are not a mesh

Of repetitive insertions

In key-hole fraternity

Look

If you look down upon

The mirror will look back at you.

By Susmita Chatterjee Alias Aloakash