now so elegiac...
carved on for you
strung myself into
a poem
a melody
composed for you
go on,
hum me...
my heart's rhythm
unnamed melonchly
an inspiration for you
go on
pen another poetry
those words
in your hand
seeped in your love
those which i had by heart
longer than the ages, days
longer than the times, nights
the lonely evenings wake up,
deserted lanes
stand at the door
with a forsaken look
the crow flies over
does not alight at my yard
dampness refuses to ignite
tired of breathing life
trying to incinerate
the darkness
tired of...
waiting for a word from you
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