I was
there, sitting high,
At a bar,
in a resort and was touching sky.
Sky had
become my limit,
But deep
down, I was lonely and timid.
Noon,
that day was sunny and bright,
Unlike my
dreams, that had become out of sight.
With a
blow of smoke out of my mouth,
I turned
around to be shocked and rout.
‘Was she
the same?’ my heart did a question,
‘Yes’ or
‘No’ didn’t matter, nor did any suggestion.
The smoke
spread between our faces,
It was
more like the past revolving cases.
I was
stuck, my eyes wide open,
She was
numb and our heart had revolving oceans.
Again the
words were missing,
But our
empathy was touching.
She was
on the verge of leaving,
And
my heart was not so giving.
Her eyes
for the first time were on me,
Ongoing
and seeing deep down of me.
She was
not mine,
Nor could
be, with any help of divine.
She
already had a shoulder to cry,
And hand
to hold, life to enjoy.
Leaving
me there alone,
She swept
away with her known.
A tear
fell from right,
I asked
God for my right.
There was
no reply,
I was
left far behind with my heart’s cry.
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