Lost niche...

Who's who...

pretenders...

Are we?

Not letting go...

What is gone!

Not withstanding

right against wrong--

Trying hard--

for the lost niche..

That is within...

Drawing inspiration..

not from the inner will

but the hyperspace--

and so..

We lie..

Encircled..

Engrossed..

Not enlightened..

Like the dry twigs...

Waiting for spring!!