Moving On... - Poem by Jasbir Chatterjee
I got a phone call yesterday,
A bolt out of the blue...
For such a long time
I had waited for it,
But it never came.
The dust settled down,
I got caught up with the currents of my own life,
The number got deleted from my phone.
And I thought
I had moved on...
As you began talking
only your voice...
What you said
Did not kind of
Yes, I did reply,
But my questions surfaced
Only after the call ended...
I made a call today,
Fully aware that I might as well
Jump into a sea...
My questions were at the tip of my tongue...
My heart beat fast as I waited for a response...
There was no answer...
The dust is again beginning to settle down
I am getting caught up again with the currents of my own life...
But what about this number saved in my phone again?
I had moved on!
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