A Room with a View
Sometimes, late at night,
I lie awake and wonder about
The Times.
I wonder what would have
Been if we had stayed
Together.
Would we have been Two
Wolves clinging to each
Other?
Then lamenting the loss
Of the other by howling to
The Moon.
Or like vultures, waiting until
The death to finally devour
Each other.
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reminds me of a poetry in Hindi
“akshar, mein aur mere tanhai baat kartehai” — translates to often My solitude and I converse.
parwatisingari
September 5, 2010 at 9:00 am