Deepak Sawhney (10 Dec 50 / DehraDun, India)
She came…sat down so gingerly
We exchanged glances furtively
Said it all, understood it all
Utter silence, ecstatic agony.
She sat with lips trembling unable to speak
My heart sputtering, missing a beat
Ah! Those precious moments
When hours seemed like seconds.
Memories blur & all that remains is etchings on a grey slate
Whisked away by the greatest slayer of all – cruel fate
I try to call out your name but can’t shout
…The silence is overpowering
I am left wondering what it was all about.
Did it all happen?
I am not too sure
But when I look at the barricade of the grey slate
Memories flood in through the sluice gate.
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