We might have been
In the same train’s adjacent coaches
Got wet in the same rain
Took shelter under the same roof
in the same downpour
Our veins would have foamed with the ecstasy
of our dreams on the silver screen in the same darkness
our cheeks drew the same lines of tears
Passed by unnoticed on an urban sidewalk
lost in thoughts
Many lonely twilights stretched their arms for
your secure touch
All the hypotheses end
on an uncertain moment
in time’s skylike expanse
and you are in my arms.
Didn’t you tell me
you twisted in sleep
the night I landed here in the city through the clouds?
--by Santhosh Kumar Kana
(M)
(M)
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