from within


Polished mirrors of joint deception,

Discontent of seeing reflection

Of how you used to be –

In me.

Secret words you confined to paper,

Questioning own mind, a doubt,

A river of words floating out

In poems.

A glimpse of what was not to be seen…

I drank from this wine of vulnerabilities,

Not mine, but your lost sensibilities

In space.

Soaring Spirit fell hard to the ground,

Away from the common crowd and hall..

Not one drop made you seem small

In my eyes.

Love energy never meant to be mutual,

Your last words to me ‘Leave’,

Yet a chain reaction of guilt and relief

In you

Twelve neat lines of remorse,

Your last poem read ‘Unachievable’.

Do you not feel faithful and strong?


You are.

All is forgivable.


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