Uncertain - Poem by Khairul Ahsan
Suddenly we met again that day,
On a railway carriage.
Our destinations were different,
Our glances were recurrent,
For some time we were near
Each other, though not together.
I had to disembark first,
With no word said but smiles cast,
Half acknowledged and half lost,
While I kept my fingers crossed.
Couldn't know your destination
As I didn't ask about your station.
Wondered where you would go,
Which home you would enter,
Which bed you would retire on,
And like your old habit,
Would you read a poem or two,
From the book kept under your pillow?
Would you wander to a fairyland,
While still holding the book in hand,
Would you see a dream wide awake?
Where slowly appears a poet's visage,
One that you love or not, is a mystery,
One that creeps into the lines of poetry.
24 January 2015
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