Still you are inching towards me
Inspite of your self-denial, he smiled
He was right
I neither had the insight
Nor the foresight
To analyze
Why at this phase
He entered my life
When I was done with love
Initially, I dismissed him
Assuming him another of those traveler's
Checking out for any fissure
But there he was
Eloquently persuasive
And growing in me
Over few months
He weighed on my mind
Sleep became fragmented
Thoughts cluttered
Lost I was
After years
Not again, I defended
It will ache
He will eventually drift
And I, will be devastated
Not another blow
I had enough
To last a lifetime
But there he was
Had already opened a window
And here I am
Standing by the door
Deliberating
While he played the melody
Of love.
©LR
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