The memory knows this place
From your telling,
Before the eyes can even
Submit their version.
I walk along the sea
That sparkles too bright,
In the sun too hot
For bare arms.
A small tear drop
Falls on a grim grey rock,
And forms a dark liquid line
Demarcating the path
Between my longing
And your rationalizing.
***
© Rasagya Kabra, November 7, 2011
I loved the ending : "Demarcating the path, between my longing and your rationalizing" It's good..deep...came from the Mumbai sea?
ReplyDelete@prakrati: yes, came from the mumbai sea :)
ReplyDeletethe line i wanted to point out has been pointed out by the person above.
ReplyDeleteyou're reading poems lately it seems. neat. :)