She came from nowhere \u2013 a sorrowed flame from my hoary past,
\nWe accidentally met at a poetry festival after 10 years\u2019 oblivion,
\nThe ecstasy and the agony of meeting her stunned me,
\nReigniting the old fire, waking up the old pains,
\nScuttling the peace of mind I was assiduously cultivating for years.<\/p>\n
We wanted to be together but the world was not happy with that,
\nThen we drifted apart but yet were held together by the balm of our common pain,
\nTime in its leveling sweep erased the need of our seeing each other daily,
\nBut our primordial bonds withstood the sharp edge of its serrated blade,
\nWe were like twin blips eternally floating on the waves of the cosmic time.<\/p>\n
We decided to celebrate our chance meeting walking along the river,
\nHand in hand we followed its contour for a while,
\nTill we reached its bend; we were breathless over its large opulent curvature,
\nWhich let the water curve in grace and mirth,
\nWe walked in invisible silences, pulled in by inner gravities,
\nA miasma of pained mystery veiled us.<\/p>\n
Why do two people cut asunder by fate still dream to be together? \u2013
\nA mirror once broken cannot be whole,
\nWhy is there hope when despair has anchored its flag ferociously?,
\nLove is a blind immersion in a faith – a natural enemy of reason,
\nFulfilled love is ennobling, unfulfilled love touches eternity.<\/p>\n
We paused at the apex of the bend and looked into each other\u2019s eyes,
\nI saw her serenely sad eyes carrying a still smoldering fire,
\nWhose eventual extinguishment she seemed not to be fighting,
\nI pressed her hands to charge her to fight our fate,
\nBut she seemed to say, \u201cI am sorry, I have given it my best shot.\u201d<\/p>\n
Walking further on the lip of the river we let our hands part,
\nWe seemed like two rivers breathlessly close yet incapable of becoming a confluence,
\nTwo dreams about each other that could not merge,
\nTwo similar ideas divided by a fact,
\nTwo converging lines getting closer to each other but never meeting.<\/p>\n
Time\u2019s ruthless stride pushed us to the goodbye point –
\nThe moment we dreaded the most,
\nI looked into her wasted face but saw the sunset\u2019s splendorous glow in her eyes,
\nShe clasped my hands firmly and I felt her heartbeat dancing off,
\nI kissed her eyes shut and pressed out the space between us.<\/p>\n
She waited on the platform till the last moment before the train would start,
\nA billowing breeze swept her hair, her cheeks glistened with her tears,
\nA reluctant hand waved the goodbye; she finally stepped into the train and it rolled on.
\nAs we moved beyond the bend of time
\nI felt it freeze and touched a moment of eternity.<\/p>\n
Suffern, New York, 10.18.10<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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