...So Lets Lose It Together Poem by abhro banerjee

how many times do you come back
to find how many days have passed
since something was in the air for the last time
since the last cat was out from the sack

how many lines did you put down, my dear
against each those hundreds i scribbled
hundreds of years stop by every day,
light change, traffic wreck my city like a river

smoking away, stranded by a hoarding unnerved
i strangle a pain, leave yet another line in the air
love is a loosing game my darling
trust me the party who won never loved.