Mistaken Identity
Your receding forehead,
The height of your limbs;
Your caprice in words
At the foot of the staircase;
Bringing back memories flooding
Of the long ago
In a momentous go....
Making life apparent
As a sequence of discontinued living
When fate and destiny
Shake hands
To a new future
Blaze trails of fire
Making hot seats
A mirage not for long
Till you said So long
And long strides took you away.....
Leaving me bemused,
Still unable to believe my eyes
Hallucination?
My version?
But why did you hold so much sway?
In my subconscious mind
The questions cued
For hidden answers
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~malinikadir
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