An impalpable observance often looks a bit careworn after protracted sleepless nights. But to an insensitive eye, it ilk’s, as it lacks peep and penetration. A sincere poet, without grandiloquence, clearly pictures his mental state, and his liminality comes to the fore naturally, making space in the hearts of his admirers. His vocals hardly need any exaggeration, for the reason that his fugue addresses all those who wander away from their usual environment in the same way as the poet. Sagar Sarfaraz is a contemporary bi lingual poet of the valley whose verses are itching on a zinc plate, making his impressions clearly visible. Apart from being a poet, he is also a stage director and artist, and he has been honored for his theatrical direction performances. The poem,  ‘Incomplete Poem’ illustrates a spell of concentration and clarity of thought; the poet does not bank on garrulity to mislead his reader. The situation in the poem is so compact that it carries the same intensity and severity down to the last line. The central metaphor of the dream is not only properly handled but is delicately woven to narrate the poet’s mental anguish, while also taking control of the reader’s mind. The poet moves like a cobweb in the corner of an inconsolable room, calling only a sensitive eye to appreciate the sway of the fragile threads that lull his dream, which acts as the backbone of the poem, holding it like an edifice built upon the thinnest layers of the vast blue. The opening lines, Restricted within the room, / with the frail thread of inclinations, launch a psychological awareness in which the poet has confined his imagination within a given space, where he is actively involved in weaving his dreams, which are destined to meet a desolate island, cut off from the cacophonies of the world. These shattered or confined dreams lament their inhuman abode, where they feel exiled due to the lack of human involvement. It seems that the poet is sending his dreams to an island devoid of people, emotion, and inclusiveness. These dreams are referred as delicate yet vital : I weave the dreams of a lifetime,  / dreams whose elucidation lies / upon an abandoned island. One major feature of the dreams is their location, as they are positioned on an “abandoned island,” which signifies the magnitude of alienation and the forlorn state of self-realization. The poet and his solitude create a crowd, attracting birds, butterflies, and dust-laden trees. It is said that silence is a crowd, and the poet employs this crowd as an allegoric extension of human suffering. The butterflies weep “for the yearning of an unknown season, suggesting a cosmopolitan consciousness that laments both loss and longing. This poetic concoction brings to the fore the natural world, which mirrors the sadness of humankind. The poet feels himself as an integral part of this suffering and thereby universalizes the agony. The poem further reflects on impermanence and evokes the transient nature of life and human aspirations, highlighting the fading of light, hope, and knowledge, which serves as a bridge linking desolation with habitation. The final stanza is a trademark of our common narrative, which Sagar Sarfaraz has skillfully woven. In the “womb of evening,” the rusted shadows have not only taken control of the situation but have also arranged a platform where the “dance of the wounded soul” encourages the darkness to celebrate its own desolation. It resonates with T. S. Eliot’s Objective Correlative, where objects, actions, or images create an emotion rather than describing it explicitly. The title of the poem seems apt, yet the last stanza has not touched the apex of hope. Since the poet is still struggling in the whirlpool of darkness, the light is yet to come. It is important to note that many matters in life remain buried without reaching their logical conclusion. This is what makes life a continuous saga of untold tales. The end is not natural but situational. There is no true end to anything, for even an end gives rise to a new beginning, and every ending, though it closes one window, throws open many gates to restart a tale. The last stanza demonstrates suffering with its rich aesthetic outlook, supported by the well-choreographed dance of wounded souls, leaving a remarkable impression on the skin of life. This stanza also reminds one of John Keats’ concept of Negative Capability, which depicts that human consciousness takes refuge in uncertainties and unresolved tension without endeavoring toward contiguous resoluteness. Sagar Sarfaraz has succeeded in transforming human agony into an aesthetic panorama, making an impression upon the state of mind and the very fabric of society, which vividly aligns with existential lyricism as an intrinsic component of modernist and postmodernist poetry. Apart from the intricacy of the poem, it employs liminality by using uplifting images like “twilight” and “dying candles.” These images set a stage where being and non-being evoke pathos and temporal stasis. They are suggestive of a suspended time loop and entrapment. Keeping the above poem in consideration, Sagar Sarfaraz has developed a style of introspection; his art of writing is not devoid of deep-rooted psychological states such as grief, yearning, and existential conflict. His aesthetic landscape is full of symbols and visual imagery, which he has drawn from his own poetic palette to demonstrate the ailments of humanity. He remains connected to his roots through cultural symbols and traditions, making him a poet readily accepted by his audience. ‘Incomplete Poem’ Restricted within the room, with the frail thread of inclinations, I weave the dreams of a lifetime, dreams whose elucidation lies upon an abandoned island, lamenting their own existence. On the dust-laden trees, a few birds perch, and God knows why the butterflies weep for the yearning of an unknown season. From a distant, atrocious valley, an echo of dying candles emerges, and across it, the wind sped, holding the sand in its hem. From the womb of evening, sorrow-laden, rusted shadows grasped the light, while the twilight orchestrated the dance of the wounded soul, allowing the darkness to celebrate.   (The Author is a distinguished Kashmiri novelist, poet, translator, columnist, reviewer and film script writer with over two decades of contributions to literature and education and guiding aspiring writers through creative writing workshops and pedagogy training)