Doubt Poem by BASAB CHAUDHURI

Doubt

I remember -

everytime I was close to your house,
there used to be this strange feeling....

my unusual heartbeat.

Propinquity reminded me of the distance covered.
It further reminded that every nearness
leaves some distance left -
to be covered.

Does life get a chance to cover that distance?

I doubt.

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