while you were there
there was pain
in knowing that you were there
...
there was a seed waiting to sprout
in winter there are leaves that die
only the poinsettia blushes
...
sea turtles have soft
pink and purple bottoms
beneath hardboiled exteriors
...
While You Were There
while you were there
there was pain
in knowing that you were there
and that i could not touch you
in the touching
lay the possession
of your delicate offering
now that you have gone
the pain is still there
but somehow
it seems easier to bear
in the knowing
that i cannot
lies the relief
From the book ' the equations of love ' by Raj Verma
published by Writers Workshop