{variant form of a rondel}
Mamta Madhavan
i wanted to write a rondel for you
but my mind is in one of those blank halls where sounds of solitude bounce from the walls
my penumbra has always been in view charcoal dart ricochets askew and falls i wanted to write a rondel for you
but my mind is in one of those blank halls
seduced in the cobwebbed lanes that i drew muffled voices sigh in the vacuous stalls the echo achingly trails out and crawls
i wanted to write a rondel for you
but my mind is in one of those blank halls where sounds of solitude bounce from the walls