Two Boats, One Oar Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

Away or home they slept beneath one roof,
Mingling breath in dreams and mighty pleased,
Fond memories mixed with the sweat released,
For, thoughts they thought came from one heart, a proof;
Each hour apart s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-d like a long passage;
Days spent living apart looked like long years,
And a mere day’s dearth felt like entire age,
As space in units of time appears.

And yet in life they did travel alone,
And oft drifted apart in their own boat—
Two bodies but a single soul afloat,
And hoping to moor side by side and prone—
And wanting none more than their boats to ply
In common buoy O rocking gently by.
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- Sonnets | 07.12.08 |