OUR AMOROUS MEETING WAS ON TOP
WE WERE ABSORBED IN EACH OTHER FORGETTING ALL
IT WAS THE UNION OF VOICES
MOBILE PHONE WAS THE VEIL OF MUSICAL TONES
SUDDENLY SHE SAID 'TALK LATER'
AND TO BEGUILE TIME I WONDERED OUTSIDE
AND WAS THUNDERSTRUCK TO HEAR WHOM
I TURNED TOWARDS TO SPEAK
MADE WAY SAYING TALK LATER
BEING WEARY I RETURNED TO MY SOLITARY CONFINEMENT
RETHOUGHT WHAT I EXPERIENCED
DID I EVER TALKED ANYONE
OR ECHO WHICH FANCY CAPTURED
SOUNDLESS SURROUNDINGS
AND LONELY I
WAS THAT TALK LATER IMPARATIVE
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I enjoyed this poem, Suhail. Thank you for sharing