Do you still
wonder about those dreams
we used to discuss
of our lives everyday
talking of flying to that zone up above
see them alive once;
take a bow
to the gods up there.
Do you still
miss me
sometimes
talk your heart out in the air
Since I am no more there
beside you.
Give that intense gaze of assurance,
caressing your hand,
For peace of mind
A piece of mine
To you, my sweetheart.
Do you still
remember my poems
I used to write
'You' as my subject.
Perhaps yes,
may be not.
These things that are
between you and me
Some things,
You wouldn't say
and I wouldn't know.
Do you still remember
That's what you said
The last time we rode the bus
back to home
Perhaps Yes,
may be not.
But then,
You never listened as well.
How would we ever know
What was unsaid?
Whatever it ever meant?
I still wonder
Do you still...
1 comment:
Read most of your poems.. they are 'wow'. Honestly. By any chance are you a piscean?
I can completley relate to what you wrote about your nanaji. Interestingly, we also called he babuji.. lot's of similarities..
Richa
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