jathin aka jesuzz (23-dec-1987 / india)
A smoke with her
Like the silent burn of my lit cigarette,
Growing ever so bright, fueled by its own death,
She was there waiting for whom, I know not
Like the fumes of my lit cigarette,
Fading away into emptiness, her gaze
Wanderd, aimless, for whome I know not.
With each breath of ecstasy,
My eyes rolled in.
With each passing minute of agony
Her tears rolled out.
The women I speak of, I know not
Her feelings, I know not,
Her reasons I know not.
Like a shallow bureaucrat, I watched
Like a taciturn spectator, I watched
With the cigarette trodden underfoot, i
Walked into the empty compartment.
Looked out of the stained window, I did
The wooden benches on the vacant platform felt warm.
Warmer than that cold morning.
Warmer than my callous heart.
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