An Idle Guitar in Lockdown
The guitar leans on the wall
—It has been many months now—
and perpetuates its position
as if it was born for this slant tilt.
I sometimes think the guitar
and the wall are a couple,
quietly wedded, sharing music.
Does the wall have ears?
When I’m awake at three, I hear
a dirge-like murmur, but I know
the guitar has emotions too.
It sulks for the crack in the wall.
Debasish Mishra