The Moon and The Rose Garden
By Yukti Narang
Crescent shaped cranny
within the curtains
duty calls at dusk
the Queen of night time
occurrences adorned in battle
in solitude, and storm,
it turns manifestations,
it turns in form
hues of added ember
hues of sweet shade
for all that light is on you
all those incisions, breaks,
for you choose the light
so, choose this light,
it roams
free with the stars
they burn and break
it does not,
it is alone, it is old,
till it reaches the Rose Garden
at the end of the blue tunnel
its whitecaps run, night time yearns,
returns with follies, fair,
it is you, you, it’
dust in forms and figures
but we are together
wait, breathe.
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Yukti Narang is a variegated creative writer, poet and performing artist who finds magic in tales, music, art and characters as an avid reader and cinephile, loves creating characters out of thin air, and making stories out of narratives simple and bizarre. Writing culturally rich stories with fascinating twists from history, mythology, and beyond are the works of her art. She wishes to become a versatile storyteller in all her chosen formats. She is in the process of getting her first novel published traditionally, and has multiple pieces of poetry and short fiction sent to anthologies and magazines internationally. Yukti creates screenplays and theatre plays, and is working towards the literary world and cinema. She is the sanctioned writer of two art galleries in India.