The Destination. Poem by Binayakumar Mohanty

The pug mark,
the wallet
and the cell phone
of the warriors
on the way to the forest
warns again and again.

The forest is deep and dark
road impassable
and treacherous,
weather unsettled
threatens the
adventurers.

Had I the locket
in the pocket
I would not pause here.

I forgot to wear
gumboot and rain coat even.

I am midway
to the destination
not far away.

Should I tress pass
or warn the fellow travelers?

Again the pug mark,
the wallet
and the cell phone.

Where is my cell phone? ? ?