Journey Or Stoppage
The distances, they were never erased,
the differences could never be bridged.
An d with smiles you went away (or never came)
always a little and a little away,
It wasn't so that I held you,
still you escaped-
speaking, enjoying each step.
as if your indifference was at its zenith.
Ask me not and you would never,
but every disclosed side of a coin is a veil of the other.
My smiles could only come out in reply to your good-bye.
Ask me not what it veiled behind.
After Love
I hadn't learnt to walk then....
Forgive me for not knowing how to hold your hands..
to hug mine steps with yours.
Forgive for knowing to read your dreams before your eyes wake up..
I hadn't learnt how flowers bloom then,,
Forgive me forever.....
poem by Aman Saa
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